Chapter 89 Chapter 89 What Does He Mean?
Rebecca’s POV
My eyes pour out in a meow of confusion. No matter how I thought about Micah’s statement, I did not come to understand it even when the words seemed to be so straightforward.
“What do you mean?” I asked him as I placed my hands on his knees.
aHe looked at me. His eyes had become so watery. However, it was at this moment my chef came back into the living room to bring him his juice.
I knew he wouldn’t like to be seen in the way he was. So, before my chef walked halfway into the living room, I raised my hands up.
She understood the silent order and returned back into the kitchen. Just then, Micah opened up to me.
“I owe money, and they are after my life,” he said.
Still, I didn’t understand where he was coming from. What did he mean by he owed money and they were after his life?
The way Natasha spoke of him to me, he seemed like a person who wouldn’t encounter dangerous people in all of his life. He should be living a cool and peaceful life.
“Who are they? And how did you start owing them?” I asked. But he didn’t say anything.
He looked down at his feet like he couldn’t muster the courage to tell me those he owed. Like they were far more dangerous than the people I could have ever thought of.
“Are you using?” I blurted, knowing fully well that people who used drugs always found themselves in debt in one way or another, and as such, the people they came to owe were always dangerous.
“NO!” Micah answered immediately.
“They are a loan shark company, Rebecca,” he declared.
“Loan shark? How did you end up owing them? Why didn’t you go to a bank to borrow if at all you needed money urgently?” I asked him.
He looked at his feet again. Then he raised his head to look at me.
“The bank didn’t grant me the loan ‘cause I didn’t have the collateral,” he said, and I could relate with him because when a customer approaches a bank for a loan, the bank always demands collateral so they can protect their money.
However, that he didn’t have collateral?
“So, you went to a loan shark?” I questioned.
“Yes, they were the only ones eager to loan me without it. And if I failed to pay back with interest, they were going to kill me.”
I opened my eyes widely at the mention of the word kill. Had it gotten to that?
Though I didn’t know anything about loan sharks, I had seen them in movies. I saw how movies portrayed them to be dangerous. They could cut off a finger of a debtor just because he didn’t meet up with a repayment time they gave him.
My heart raced. “How much is this money, and what did you use it for?”
“5 grands,” Micah blurted the instant my question sounded.
“I used it to pay my tuition. I applied for a master’s program in my course, wanting to further my studies, and I could thereafter apply as a lecturer in a university. But since they were after my life, I can’t apply. They will find me and take my life,” he said briskly.
But those fuckers would take his life because of a small 5 grands?
I closed my eyes deeply, knowing fully well that when a man needed help, he would not ask his woman. They always preferred to ask their fellow man to lend them, but that Micah opened up to me and asked me? That was something i appreciated
“Okay.” I sighed.
“How much is everything plus the interest you have to pay?” I asked.
“10 grands,” he said. He wiped his hands through his hair.
“Okay!” I sighed again.
“Do you mind if I help you clear this debt?” I asked him, knowing fully well that some men would not accept help coming from their woman. But since I really wanted to help, even if he said no, I would send it anyway.
“Really?” he asked, surprised. His eyes brightened with a little spark of hope. Hope that he was going to stay alive.
“Yes, really.” I said with a smile, and then I picked out my phone from my bag.
I opened my bank app and asked him for his account details. He called it out for me, and then I sent him more than he asked for.
“15k?” he screamed like he couldn’t believe his eyes.
He brought me into a tight embrace and kissed my forehead like I was his savior in the time he least expected it. With this, there was a sparkle of joy in my heart. The spark that I was able to help a person in need, and he was so glad about it.
Fifteen thousand dollars might be a lot of money to many, but to me, it was only a scoop in the bucket.
And with this, “I just sent another 10k. Please apply for the lecturing job and be that educationist you want to be,” I said.
He looked at me like he couldn’t believe this was reality. It seemed as though he was in a dream.
Twenty-five thousand dollars landed in his bank account in just a blink of an eye?
“I love you so much, Rebecca. I so much love you,” he exclaimed and hugged me tightly once more.