Her Ex Says Our Baby Resembles Him So He’ll Come And Do a DNA Text

I have been with Maame Yaa for three years now. We started dating in 2023, during my national service period, and from the beginning, our lives became deeply intertwined. We did almost everything together—plans, prayers, struggles, and dreams. Back then, I didn’t have much, especially financially. After completing my national service in 2023/2024, I was unemployed and unsure of my next step. What kept me afloat were friends and cousins abroad who supported me whenever they could.

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Despite my instability, I tried my best to be a good partner. I never hid money from Maame Yaa whenever I had some. I wanted her to feel secure, loved, and supported. With the little savings I managed to put together, I gave her more than GHS 3,000 as capital to start a business of her choice. I was unemployed, yet I made sure she was comfortable, even when it meant sacrificing my own needs.

She decided to start a clothing and slipper business. I was hopeful for her, proud even. But a few months later, the business collapsed. She never really explained what went wrong or what the money was eventually used for. I didn’t push too much. I trusted her, and I believed relationships should be built on understanding, not constant interrogation.

Not long after we met, she opened up about something that deeply troubled her. She told me she believed she could not give birth. She feared she might be barren. I was surprised and asked her why she thought so, especially since she hadn’t gone to the hospital for any confirmation. She explained that she had been with her ex-boyfriend for over a year, and they had unprotected sex throughout that time, yet she never became pregnant. After they broke up, the man went on to impregnate another woman. On top of that, we were also having unprotected sex without any pregnancy. To her, the conclusion was obvious. The problem had to be from her side.

This fear weighed heavily on her. She cried often and worried that I might leave her someday because of it. I reassured her repeatedly. I told her that nothing was impossible with God and that we would face whatever came together. Eventually, we went to the hospital for laboratory tests. The results showed clearly that there was nothing wrong with her womb. I was relieved, and she was too.

Later on, she was introduced to some herbal treatment. Not long after that, she became pregnant. The pregnancy was not planned, but given everything we had been through, I accepted the responsibility wholeheartedly. In August last year, she gave birth. Today, our baby is six months old.

After the delivery, we did not resume sexual relations for some months. From my end, it was intentional. I felt she needed time to heal physically, emotionally, and mentally. I didn’t want to pressure her or make her feel like her worth to me was tied to sex. But she saw it differently. She began to believe I had lost interest in her because she had given birth.

That was when things began to change.

Her attitude shifted noticeably. Communication between us reduced drastically. Even when we were in the same room, it felt like we were worlds apart. She started posting sad and cryptic messages on her WhatsApp status. Whenever I asked what was wrong, she wouldn’t answer. I tried to be patient, telling myself it was postpartum emotions or stress.

Then last week, everything came crashing down.

I stepped out briefly and returned within an hour. As I approached the house, I heard her voice in the corridor. She was on a phone call, and it was on loudspeaker. I instinctively slowed down and listened.  She was speaking with her ex-boyfriend. She was telling him that I had changed since she gave birth and that she never expected me to behave that way. What hurt even more was that they went on to discuss their past sexual encounters, casually, as if boundaries no longer existed.

When she noticed I had entered the room, she quickly lowered her voice and removed the call from loudspeaker. I watched her send him a message, informing him that I had come inside.

After the call ended, I asked what I had done to deserve such disrespect. At first, she denied everything. But I told her I had heard the conversation word for word. I even said I would inform her mother and my parents about what was going on.

Later, I asked her to unlock her phone so I could see the message she sent while I was outside. She handed it over. The message was exactly what I had seen. As I scrolled further through her WhatsApp chats, I found voice notes she had sent to another ex-boyfriend, someone she dated shortly before we met.

I played the voice notes.

In one, the man responded to her WhatsApp status, saying that our baby looked like him and that he would come to conduct a DNA test. She responded with laughter, saying the baby was not his but resembled him a little. In another voice note, she laughed again and said that if he claimed the child was his, he should come and pay all the expenses we had incurred and take his baby. She then added, clearly, “It is not your daughter, okay.”

I felt something tear inside me.

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When I confronted her with the audio, she said it was just a joke and nothing serious. She cried and begged me not to tell anyone, insisting it meant nothing. But to me, it meant everything. It showed a level of disrespect and carelessness I never imagined.

Since that day, I haven’t been on talking terms with her, even though she keeps begging. I am deeply hurt, confused, and emotionally exhausted. I gave my all, my money, my time, my trust, my heart. Now I’m left asking myself where I went wrong and what I’m supposed to do next.

—Marvin

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