I was 24 when started dating as a virgin.

My boyfriend had sex with me after 2 months of dating.

Immediately after then, I met another man and gave in again. Now, I was dating two men at the same time and having sex with the two of them.

Both of them cherished me so much. The first cherished me because he was the one who deflowered me. The second cherished me because he thinks was also the one who deflowered me too.

 It wasn't my intention to deceive him though,

having sex with him was my second of having that in life and one thing that cut my attention was that I experience blood flow the day we had fun together, and it wasn't my menstruation period.

I continued in the immorality and wayward lifestyle and after three months, I got pregnant. And i am sure, the second guy was the one who got me pregnant due to the timing.

 So, I went to tell him I was pregnant, we both went for test and it was confirmed that I was 9 weeks pregnant. Instantly He told me to get rid of it. This is what I have never experienced in my life, "How dare you tell me such a thing, I don't want to die, just take responsibility, Okay!" he refused to pick my call and I was facing depression due to that and also avoiding the first man.

The day the first man came to challenge me, it was a great surprise. He knew I was pregnant and he had gone to see my mum behind me. I stayed away from my mum to my sister place. I saw him together with my mum and came in to my sister place, I couldn't say a word. He begged my sister to forgive him for not doing it the proper way.

He said, he knew I was pregnant almost a month now, and promise to take good care of me and the baby. Right in my mind, I knew he was not the owner of the pregnancy but I was dumb and had some mixture of happiness and sadness at the same time.

Marriage plans started immediately, he married me when I was 7 months pregnant, he was such a wonderful man. As for the owner of the pregnancy, he was no where to be found again. I gave birth to my baby and he look exactly like the owner.

My husband job was doing very very fine. I had another baby, this time around, this one look exactly like my husband. I had another twins for my husband again. Now I am 32 and I had 4 babies.

One day, I saw a message on my phone through Facebook messenger, it was the man that had my first son. He said he wanted to greet me. I blocked him straight away, said to myself my husband must not see that face.

I don't know how he got my number, he called and mentioned his name, I blocked his number. My first born is now 10, how could he be calling now, I don't want to engage him at all.

We finished our building and we moved from Lagos to Ogun state. My husband had his own car, and he had promised to get me a car. He called me one day that I should meet him in Lagos. I didn't know what he was up to. He left home 6am now and this is just 8am, I set out for Lagos around 2pm, I was in the last bus that will take me to the Location at Ikeja.

Behold, the father of my first son tapped my shoulder in the bus. My heart bled! My mind skipped. All I said was; good afternoon sir and kept mute. Few minute the bus stopped. I went my way this man keep following me too. My husband was standing right at the bus stop holding a surprise car key.

Baby, this is your car key and that is your car. I was dump. I looked back and didn't see him again, I began to cry uncontrollably. This amazes my husband and was strange to him. I got over the incidence that day, my excuse was, I was too happy.

Now what should I do, am dying inside me always. I am 35 now and my husband is 40. We are done having children, I don't know what to do, i was planning to confess to my husband but some thing happened, we both listened to a programme on the radio which the story was similar to mine.

My husband called into the program, told the presenter that if he is the one, he will inflict everlasting injury on the lady and divorce her. I was surprised to hear that, I said "Honey, you're a Christian" you don't need to do this, he said "baby, Jesus will understand". I didn't talk much so he does not suspect anything. Am living in constant fear and guilt. I don't know what to do.

What do you advice her to do?