He Mocked His Wife For Being Fat But Karma Taught Him The Hardest Lesson

He Mocked His Wife For Being Fat But Karma Taught Him The Hardest Lesson

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The Price of Pride: How Cruelty Returned to the Mocking Husband

 

Amelia was a big, beautiful woman with a warm smile and a soft heart. She was not slim like the ladies in magazines; Amelia was fat, but her laughter could fill a room, and her determination could shake a mountain. She married Charles when they had nothing. Charles was handsome and intelligent, but life had not given him a chance.

They lived in a small, leaky, one-room apartment in Lagos. Amelia never complained. Whenever Charles came home tired, Amelia would rub his back and say, “Don’t worry, my love. One day everything will change. You will sit in a big office, and people will call you sir.”

Amelia was the engine of their survival. She woke early to fry akara (bean cakes) by the roadside, cleaned offices, and washed clothes. Every kobo she made, she brought home. “Charles, keep this,” she would say. “Go and buy a newspaper. Search for a job again. Don’t give up.”

One day, Amelia found Charles an interview at a major company. He was reluctant, weary of failure, but Amelia stood firm. “If you don’t go, I will drag you there myself! You are a man with a brain, Charles. Let people see it.”

Two weeks later, Charles got the job. Amelia wept and danced, shouting, “Jehovah, you have done it!”

Their lives began to change. Charles was dedicated, and his intelligence shone. In five years, he rose to become a manager with a fat salary. They moved out of the one-room apartment. Charles bought Amelia gifts and even a small car. Life was sweet.

The Poison of Success

 

But something else also changed. Charles, now rich and exposed, began to see his world differently. His colleagues had slim wives who looked like models. Amelia, with her full figure and simple clothes, didn’t match that picture.

At first, the comments were small jokes. “Amelia, this your stomach is too big. Try and reduce food.”

Amelia laughed along, but her heart bled inside.

One evening, she wore a new red gown for church and stood before him, smiling shyly. “How do I look, my love?”

Charles looked up and hissed. “You look like a bag of rice tied with ribbon. Why do you waste money sewing gowns instead of reducing weight?”

The words cut her like a knife. She sat on the bed and cried silently. She remembered carrying Charles financially, feeding him, and pawning her jewelry to buy him shoes. Now the man she sacrificed everything for was mocking her body.

Still, she kept quiet for the sake of their two children, Precious and Junior. At night, she prayed: “God, I love this man. I carried him when he had nothing. Now that he is big, he insults me. Father, help me. Don’t let my marriage scatter.”

But Charles’s words grew harsher. He came home smelling of strange perfume, stayed longer at work, and often ignored her calls.

“Mommy, why is daddy always angry with you?” Precious asked one evening.

Amelia forced a smile, but deep inside, her heart was cracking.

 

The Final Betrayal

 

The pretense ended one late night when Charles walked in smelling of wine and perfume. When Amelia gently questioned his late hours, Charles dropped his car keys with a loud bang. “Amelia, must you always nag me? Look at you. Fat, sweaty, smelling of food oil. You disgust me. Don’t ever question me again.

He was seeing another woman named Nora, a beautiful, slim socialite who wanted Charles all to herself. “Why are you still keeping that fat woman in your house?” Nora would coo. “You need a woman like me by your side. Throw her out.”

One night, Amelia pleaded with Charles. “Charles, please don’t destroy this home. The children need you. Don’t let that woman scatter what we built.”

Charles’s face twisted with pure hatred. “Shut up, Amelia! If not for the children, I would have thrown you out already. You are a disgrace to me. You are too fat, too old, too local. I regret ever marrying you.

He slapped her hard across the face. The children screamed. Precious and Junior ran after their mother as Charles pushed Amelia out the door. He threw her small bag after her.

Amelia knelt, hugging them tightly, tears falling freely. “My babies, I love you. Don’t cry. I will come for you. I promise.” Then, barefoot and broken, she walked away.

 

The Price of Wickedness

 

Amelia sought refuge with her old friend, Amaka. While Amelia wept for her lost children and her broken heart, Charles wasted no time. That same week, he moved Nora into the house.

The warm home turned into a cold, silent place. Nora removed Amelia’s pictures and treated the children like “brats.” Precious and Junior stopped talking much, becoming quiet and sad.

Amelia, driven by her love for her children, eventually went to see Charles’s elder brother, Fesus. Fesus, a kind and honest man, was ashamed of Charles’s actions. Amelia, falling to her knees, begged Fesus to intervene.

The next day, Fesus confronted Charles at his office. “Charles, have you forgotten the woman who built you up when you had nothing? Wasn’t she fat when you married her? Now that you are rich, you call her fat? You are a disgrace!”

But Fesus’s intervention only fueled Charles’s rage. That evening, Charles returned home breathing fire. “So, you went to report me to my brother!” he shouted, hitting Amelia again. “You want to embarrass me, you fat fool!”

He pushed Amelia to the floor and dragged her toward the door. The children screamed, clinging to their mother. Despite their protests, Charles threw Amelia out, forbidding her from ever returning.

Days later, Precious and Junior, desperate to see their mother, sneaked out of the house and took a taxi to Amaka’s place. The children’s unauthorized visit enraged Charles, but it was Nora who revealed her true nature. She screamed at Charles for not controlling his “brats,” refusing to care for them.

Charles began to realize Nora was not the queen he thought; she was selfish and demanding. He thought of Amelia’s patience and kindness. The peace he had expected was gone.

One Friday evening, Charles came home early to surprise Nora, hoping to fix things. But as he opened the door, he heard laughter and a man’s voice. He found Nora sitting on the couch with another man, drinking wine.

You threw your fat wife out and ran to me!” Nora smirked. “Now you’re crying because I’m doing to you exactly what you did to her!”

The words hit Charles like thunder. Heart heavy with regret, he got into his car and drove into the night. He saw Amelia’s kind face through his tears. He pressed hard on the accelerator. Rain began to fall.

Suddenly, a huge truck appeared. Charles tried to swerve, but it was too late. The sound of tearing metal filled the air. The car spun and slammed into a pole. Everything went dark.

 

Forgiveness and New Beginnings

 

Fesus rushed to the hospital. Charles was barely alive. The doctor confirmed the worst: both legs were badly injured. Charles would have to use a wheelchair for months. The man who mocked his wife for being “dead weight” could no longer walk.

Nora visited once, realized Charles could no longer provide for her, and walked out without looking back. “I’m not your wife,” she hissed. “I don’t owe you anything.”

Charles was left alone, broken in body and spirit. He begged Fesus to take him to Amelia. “I lost everything because of pride. Please, let me beg her for forgiveness.”

Fesus found Amelia. She wept when she heard about the accident but agreed to see him. She knelt beside his wheelchair and said, “Charles, I forgave you even before I came here. Not because you deserve it, but because I want peace in my heart.

Amelia kept her promise. She visited often, helped him eat, and ensured he took his medicine. The children came on weekends, filling the house with laughter again.

With Amelia’s encouragement, Charles worked hard in therapy. He eventually learned to walk again with a stick. He looked at Amelia and said, “I used to think love was about beauty and shape. But now I know love is about the heart that stands by you when everyone else walks away.

Amelia smiled. “And I’ve learned that forgiveness doesn’t make you weak. It makes you free.

They rebuilt a life together, not on passion or vanity, but on quiet friendship and profound respect. Charles had lost everything he thought mattered, only to gain the true value of the love he almost destroyed.

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