Being a single guy in KL, I spend my weekends partying in local bars and clubs like any other guy -enjoying the night chatting up girls, getting their phone numbers and catching up with friends. It was a usual routine, and I’ve met all sorts of different women, some ending up as friends, dates or girlfriends. But meeting Janice changed my life in a way that I could never have anticipated.
I met Janice* in a popular after-party club in KL, it was a little after 3am, but I was still partying hard. She caught my eye in the club, and we just hit it off. She introduced me to her cousins and friends that she was with. We spent the night dancing to the tunes of Far East Movement, who were also partying at the club, after their local concert. Janice was flirty, sweet and all over me. I wasn’t going to pass on a cute girl who was really into me. I went with the flow, and she even insisted that her friends take photos of us. Her seduction was almost magnetic. I couldn’t resist her and felt as if we had an irresistible connection. We exchanged numbers and went our separate ways that night.
I called her up a few days later and took her out on a date. As the weeks went by we got to know each other better. I would get from work and spend the night with her. We did normal couple-y things, like watch movies, or go out for dinner, she met my friends and I met hers. The relationship started out like how two people would get to know each other.
After a while, I started feeling like she had another person in her life. She wouldn’t pick up her phone calls when she was at home, and would even go missing for hours without replying my messages. My friends also called me up and told me that she might be seeing someone else. I confronted Janice and she finally told me that she was already engaged, to be married but she was having problems with her fiancé and wanted to end their relationship.
I was very supportive towards her, advising her to leave him and telling her I wanted to be with her. I was ready to be in a relationship with Janice, I really liked her and enjoyed her company.
Again, Janice went missing; sometimes I wouldn’t be able to contact her for days. Then suddenly she’d call as if nothing happened. I sensed something seriously wrong, but I thought I would just give her some space while she was trying to break her engagement.
A few more weeks passed, when three of her friends confirmed that Janice was actually married and not ‘just’ engaged. I didn’t believe what my friends were telling me so once again I confronted her.
Janice confessed that she was married. I was furious with her for lying to me for so long. She started explaining that her husband was abusive towards her and she wasn’t in love with him anymore. Janice told me she wanted a divorce because her husband was useless and was practically living off of her. He didn’t work and would spend the entire day at home either doing drugs or playing video games. I was too deep into this relationship to let her go. All I wanted to do is help her get a divorce, so that we could be together. I genuinely wanted to be with her.
After some friends described her husband to me, I realized that the first time we met at the club, she had actually introduced me to her husband as her cousin. He watched us flirt and dance the whole night. This came as a shock to me, but I assumed perhaps they might have been having an open relationship since their marriage was on the rocks.
Our relationship went on for several more months but Janice would constantly go MIA for days. I worried so much about her, I even called up the company where she worked and found out there was no such person working there. When I met her I asked her why she was not listed in the company, but she just brushed the question aside, saying it’s a different division in the company and all that.
Janice continued to cancel plans with me, saying that her husband wouldn’t let her out of the house. She couldn’t call me as well because her husband locked her in a room, and took her phone away. I was worried for her safety, as she told me that the husband’s family kept her prisoner at their house and forced her to drink water that has been ‘blessed’ by bomoh in order to leave and forget me. I was confused and frustrated, but still I insisted on not wanting to leave Janice.
Finally, after her ‘imprisonment’ was over (because she had told her husband and his family that she had forgotten about me), she contacted me and we met again. Our amorous relationship continued and a month after she told me the ‘news’. It happened! Janice told me she was pregnant, showing me a positive pregnancy test. I was ecstatic; I’ve always wanted to have children. We discussed about her divorce, and I went to consult a lawyer about my claims on the child.
Unfortunately after breaking the news to me, I saw less and less of Janice as time went by. She cancelled our plans, going MIA. After a while I realized that I was the only one who wanted this relationship to work. I was the third wheel in this marriage. My lawyer friend confirmed that I have no claims over my son because she is married to another man. The only way to prove that he really is my son is by taking a DNA test agreed upon by both parties.
I was gutted, and it dawned upon me that she never wanted to be with me. All she wanted was to have a baby her husband could not give her. Janice was actually happily married, and dated me only to get pregnant. While she was pregnant I never saw her. She would text me occasionally to tell me how she was doing. I was a victim to a scam that was beyond belief.
My son just turned one, but I have no claim over him. Janice still contacts me from time to time and sends pictures of my son saying he looks exactly like me, which he does. Janice makes plans for me to meet my son on many occasions, and every single time she bails at the last minute. She sent me pictures of him after he celebrated his first birthday but that’s probably as close as I’ll ever be to being his father.
*Names have been changed ti protect the true identity of those mentioned in this article.