There was this story that RMD and I was seen doing something in a car at the Bar Beach, a very untrue and painful story. I cried when that rumour filtered into my ear. We were shooting a film - a bar beach scene. Before we started shooting, my late husband told me that he missed his flight and he asked me where I was and I said I was shooting at the beach.
He then called his assistant to pick him from the airport and they came
He then called his assistant to pick him from the airport and they came
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straight to my location. I remember my husband bought Agege bread for everybody on location. We were all there, we ate Agege bread, crossed to the other side, shot some scenes and then we came back to him before he asked me to go for a meeting and that he’d go home.
A week later, Richard called me to read one paper because people had been blasting him that he did a bad thing. I was reading it and saying Oh! who could have written this thing about this man. But suddenly, as I read on, I discovered the woman they wrote about with RMD was me. I went mad and I started shivering.
I drove home immediately and showed my husband, he read it, went into the bathroom and he came out laughing and I asked, “why are you laughing, I’m not finding this thing funny. I’m going to fight these people”. I was just sobbing and asking “God why me?”
He said, “cool down, who are you going to fight, can’t you see the date they put here, that was the day I came to spend time with you at the bar beach, I came there with my assistant, so why are you killing yourself?
Is it about what people are saying or what I think of you or the truth that you know? How many people do you want to go and start fighting?”
That was the same time people were saying my husband had stopped me from acting. I actually stopped then because the rumours and lies about me coming from the media were just too much for me? It was a very painful and devastating period in my life.
A week later, Richard called me to read one paper because people had been blasting him that he did a bad thing. I was reading it and saying Oh! who could have written this thing about this man. But suddenly, as I read on, I discovered the woman they wrote about with RMD was me. I went mad and I started shivering.
I drove home immediately and showed my husband, he read it, went into the bathroom and he came out laughing and I asked, “why are you laughing, I’m not finding this thing funny. I’m going to fight these people”. I was just sobbing and asking “God why me?”
He said, “cool down, who are you going to fight, can’t you see the date they put here, that was the day I came to spend time with you at the bar beach, I came there with my assistant, so why are you killing yourself?
Is it about what people are saying or what I think of you or the truth that you know? How many people do you want to go and start fighting?”
That was the same time people were saying my husband had stopped me from acting. I actually stopped then because the rumours and lies about me coming from the media were just too much for me? It was a very painful and devastating period in my life.
