The Best Way To
Stop Her Husband Loving Another Lady
by David Smith
Mr. Brown was
chief director of a company. At the age of fifty
he had a new lover called Jilly, who worked as a
secretary in one of his branch factories. She was
just in her early thirties, beautiful, tender,
and took good care of him. He had never had been
loved as much as Jilly loved him. Therefore, he
would never go away from her. However, Mr. Brown
was very careful that their relationship
didn’t have a bad effect on his workers
though he loved her dearly. Consequently he would
take his wife with him at some formal banquets
while for some informal or secret ones he would
take Jilly with him. Sometimes if he wanted to
spend a night in Jilly’s house, he would
telephone his wife saying he was having to stay
in the office because of extra work. At the end
of the year there were so many banquets that at
times Mr. Brown had to meet his wife and at times
he had to see Jilly. Naturally, his driver felt
too busy!
At five
o’clock one afternoon, Jilly called to go to
have her hair done. When he had just driven her
to the hairdresser’s, his wife made a call
to him, saying that she had just bought some
things in the supermarket and asked him to pick
her up.
“Oh, dear,
I would not like you to go.” Jilly said to
Mr. Brown, putting her arm into his.
“Oh, no,
I would not leave you alone.” he replied.
“Will you
go and pick her up, Jack?” He turned to his
driver. “Please tell her that I have
something urgent to do so I can’t come to
pick her up myself.”
So Jack drove
directly towards the supermarket, where Mr.
Brown’s wife had been waiting. The moment
she got in the car, she smelt the scent she had
often noticed on her husband. What increased her
worries was the discovery of a long hair on the
seat, which clearly came from a lady. So she
glanced at Jack.
“What is
this? Tell me the truth!” she spoke abruptly.
He knew this
time he could not keep his secret, but he thought
he must find a suitable way to break the news.
Then he told her all about it. At last he
reminded her that she mustn’t let Mr. Brown
know it was he that breathed the secret. To his
great satisfaction, she promised him.
For days all
was well. While Jack was wondering at this, Mr.
Brown’s wife called him.
“Hi, Jack,
will you please come over and send a present to
Jilly for me?” she cackled.
“Ok. I
will come soon.” Jack replied in a trembling
voice, thinking it was poison or some other
killing method....
To his great
surprise, when he got there, it was a cage
covered with a black cloth, inside which was a
parrot. She reminded him to tell Jilly that an
unknown person had sent it.
When he had
taken it to Jilly’s, he uncovered it.
“Oh, how
beautiful you are! How beautiful you are!”
it shouted.
Jilly was very
pleased to hear it. However, Jack was a little
puzzled. He could not guess what Mr. Brown’s
wife’s plans were.
That night, Mr.
Brown decided to spend the night at Jilly’s,
so he told Jack to drive him there. Half an hour
later, he rang Jack to come to pick him up. When
Jack arrived, he was already at the door, looking
very angry. Since then, he has never been there
again. Jack had a lot of theories but he
didn’t dare ask Mr. Brown.
Later he was
able to ask Jilly for some information. She told
him it was all because of the parrot. In fact, Mr.
Brown’s wife had taught the parrot only two
sentences. When it saw a female, it would say,
“Oh, how beautiful you are!” When it
saw a male, it would say, “Hurry off, Mr.
Brown is coming!”
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