I Rejected the Richest Guy in Church—Here’s Why I Don’t Regret It: Episode 10
EPISODE 10: The Bold Decision
I woke up that Monday morning with a sinking feeling in my stomach.
The pressure was unbearable now.
People I used to call friends were slowly pulling away, while others were whispering behind my back. Even my mother, who should have supported me, was now caught up in the pressure from the church.
And then there was Charles.
His smile on Sunday—that smug, self-satisfied smile—kept replaying in my mind.
“I’ll be waiting, Chinaza.”
I had no doubt that he would wait—because in his mind, he had already won.
But he hadn’t. Not yet.
The Turning Point
That evening, after a long day of endless phone calls from church members, I decided to take a walk. I needed to clear my head.
I walked to the small park near our house and sat on one of the benches. The cool breeze felt good against my skin, but my heart was still heavy.
Just then, Amaka walked up to me, her face filled with concern.
“Chinaza, this thing don pass everywhere. Some of the elders have already started saying you’re rebellious. They’re talking about you behind your back.”
I closed my eyes, letting the weight of her words sink in.
“I know,” I whispered.
She sat next to me. “But why are you allowing them to pressure you? Is this the same church that said we should follow God’s will? Why are they all ignoring that now?”
I didn’t answer her immediately. Instead, I looked up at the sky, trying to gather my thoughts.
Then, I heard my own voice, steady and firm:
“I will not marry him, Amaka. I’m not going to be manipulated by anyone. This is not about Charles. This is about my relationship with God.”
Amaka smiled. “I knew you’d say that. You’ve always been strong, Naza. You have to stand your ground now.”
I nodded. “I know. But I have to do it in the right way. I can’t let Charles win this. Not like this.”
The Bold Move
That night, I knelt by my bed and prayed. I asked God for courage, for wisdom, and for strength to face what was coming.
The next morning, I called Pastor Daniel’s office.
“I need to see Pastor Daniel today,” I told the secretary.
“Is it urgent, Sister Chinaza?” she asked.
“Yes. Please, when will he be available?”
“He’s in his office now. You can come in the next hour.”
“Thank you. I’ll be there.”
The Confrontation
When I walked into Pastor Daniel’s office that morning, he was already seated, his hands folded in front of him.
“You wanted to see me?” he asked, his tone neutral.
I took a deep breath and sat down, my heart racing.
“Yes, Pastor Daniel,” I said, my voice steady. “I have made my decision.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And what decision is that?”
“I will not accept Charles’ proposal. I am not marrying him. And I will not be pressured into changing my mind.”
Pastor Daniel didn’t say anything for a moment. He just stared at me, as if weighing my words.
Finally, he spoke. “Chinaza, I admire your boldness. But this is not just about you. You’re making a choice that could affect the entire church. Many people respect Brother Charles. Do you realize the impact this could have?”
I nodded. “I do. But I can’t live my life for other people. I have to live for God and follow His leading. I will not marry a man I am not called to be with, no matter how rich or influential he is.”
There was a long silence.
Then, Pastor Daniel looked at me with a hint of sadness in his eyes. “I hope you know what you’re doing, Chinaza.”
“I do,” I said firmly. “I’ve prayed about it. And I’m not backing down.”
Pastor Daniel sighed and nodded. “Alright, then. I can’t force you. But be prepared for what comes next.”
“I’m ready,” I said, standing up. “God has already made a way for me. I’ll walk in it.”
The Aftermath
As I walked out of Pastor Daniel’s office, I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
The decision wasn’t easy, and I knew it wouldn’t be easy to deal with the consequences. But I had chosen my path, and I wasn’t turning back.
When I entered the church that Sunday, I walked with my head held high.
Some people still looked at me strangely, but I no longer cared.
I had done the right thing.
And now, it was time to watch Charles realize that his ego could not control my life.
To be continued…
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