The shocking details
By Ekerete Udoh
It is no longer news that top actress Ini Edo’s marriage to Philips Ehiagwina has collapsed. So much has been written mostly by writers relying on third party sources as to why the marriage failed.
The widely speculated reason has been the issue of infidelity that the husband alleged.
But was that the main reason the couple went their separate ways? According to a source close to the couple and was there when the romance started in 2008, and remained close to the now divorced couple, the media has been scratching the surface of what indeed was a story of irreconciliable differences the actress endured for over six years of her marriage to her estranged husband; and why she gave her all to sustain the marriage. It is a story as told by an insider who knew the couple way back from New York, where Philips once lived, before moving to Texas, then to Atlanta and now Ghana.
“ There is no doubt that Ini was madly in love with her ex-husband. In a 2009 interview she had with my newspaper, The Diasporan Star in New York, she effusively declared her fidelity to Phillips and debunked all the stories of her liaisons with other men. “I am usually at a loss when I read stories about my sexual relationships with phantom figures and personalities. It is really astonishing when people just manufacture stories, give them legs and let them fly when they know the stories are absolutely false,” she had said.
“It is perfectly legitimate for men to have designs and desires on stars. I was recently voted by the public as Nollywood’s Sexiest Actress. So it comes with the territory that men would want to date me. The question then becomes: do you fall prey to every man that comes your way? The answer is absolutely “no”. I was raised well by my parents and I have always been a one-man lady. All the sexual shenanigans that the media have associated me with are all false. The problem with our journalists is that if they saw you at a coffee shop with a man – just any man – even if that man is your cousin or brother, they will automatically assume that that is your new lover, and without asking questions, will rush to publish that you were seen at a coffee shop with a new lover.
“I have lost count of the number of such innocent outings with family members, friends that the media misconstrued that I was dating. What the media failed to understand was that I had not allowed stardom and celebrity to becloud my values. What they did not realize was that I wanted to be married, and start a family, and that the notion that I was some kind of a sexually crazed hormone raging young woman, was totally false and a bad reading of who I am.
“Did I have friends in the past? Of course, just like any other young and single woman out there, I had friends. Did that make me an out-of control sexual goddess? Absolutely not! It has been very painful for me each time I read all the stories written about me, stuffs that are patently false. I have, however, come to accept it as part of the price you pay for stardom. I just wished they could do a little investigation before rushing to publish.
“One story that pained me a lot is the notion that I snatched Philips from his ex-wife – Ruth Okoro – while she was recuperating from cancer treatment. Nothing could be further from the truth. The ex-wife said I was callous and mean-spirited to have done so. Initially, I had wanted to ignore what she had said about me. But I would like to use this medium to state that I did not take Philips from Ruth Okoro.
“When Philips came into my life, he was a single man, with no marital encumbrances. ••••
Philips was divorced from Ruth at the time we began seeing each other. So, I do not understand what she is talking about. I remember asking Philips to come clean with me, and tell me everything that had happened between him ‘and his ex-wife. I demanded to know if he was still married to her, and Philips said “no” and produced a divorce paper to back up his claim. It was after that that we began dating.
“ There is no way I would have dated him if he was still married to Ruth. My values would have been in conflict with that. There is no way I would have dated and agreed to marry Philips if I knew that he had abandoned his wife in hospital while she was recuperating from cancer treatment.
“ That would have been a huge turn-off. The Philips I met and got married to is a perfect family man – a dependable, God-fearing man who treasures his family. Philips was there for his ex-wife throughout her hospitalization, and she knows it. Let me also add here as a piece of advice to our fellow women: If you had a home, one that you truly love and appreciate, treat that home as a prized possession. Treat your husband well.
“There is nothing to gain if you maltreat your husband, and make his life miserable. Men do not like that. I hope Ruth understands and appreciates the depth of what I am saying here. That will be my response to everything she has said about me – all the negative things she has written and caused to be written about me. “Philips and I met during one of his many visits to Nigeria, and I realized I had met the man of my dream. When that special person who excites the passion in you comes along, you begin to do things that are out of range – you begin to be consumed by his thoughts – you begin to send text
messages, call him all the time and just feel so much in love. That was the way I felt when Philips came along. I knew that he was the man for me.“I realized that we had the same outlook about life, that I could start a sentence and he would finish it for me, and would convey the same thoughts I had in mind. When I took him to see my parents, they wholeheartedly accepted him, even though he is not from my part of the world -that is a testament to Philips’ humanity that is very, very transparent. “Philips and I have the same ideology, and I am excited and happy to be his wife. Our attraction is mutual, our focus is interlocked and what a great family man he is! Philips calls my family even more regularly than myself. He would just call to find out how they are doing. He has such good heart and kind spirit that is just a beauty to behold.
“That is the man I met and agreed to marry. All other depictions are borne out of malice and hate, and we do not even want to dignify their hate with a response. Our marriage is a celebration of love borne out of deep sense of mutual attachment, trust and abiding companionship. The machinations of the naysayers will not hold”. Perhaps one should ask, what happened to a marriage that appeared to have been made in heaven as attested to by Ini Edo in her interview. Our source stated that the marriage began to experience challenges months after the wedding that took place in Houston, Texas.
“Philips financial stability was still a work in progress but as a dedicated wife, Ini was determined to support and encourage her husband. She wanted him to be more frugal and to invest whatever resources he had in things that will yield some dividends. But things did not quite work out, “ the source said.
“ There is no truth to the story that was peddled that Ini Edo was involved in extra-marital affairs. It was Philips who actually did not respect the sanctity of his marital vows. While still legally married, he left his matrimonial home and moved in with another lady in Ghana”. When I contacted Ini Edo and asked her to conform what our source had told us, she said she was done with that chapter of her life and was looking forward to new possibilities.
“Ekerete, you were there when we started dating and eventually got married. Does anything that has been written about me, remotely resembles who and what I am about? I wish Philips the best in life”, she said. Efforts to contact Philips were not successful, but we hope someday to get his own side of the story
Stories that touch the heart
As promised when this column made its debut three weeks ago, that every other week, I will publish gripping true-life stories that shine the light on the mountain and valley of marriage and relationships, I begin today with this story that will sure touch your heart.
Remember, this was a genre that I started in today’s Nigerian media, so even though there are over a dozen of such columns currently running in major newspapers and magazines (and I thank God for giving me the vision and the talents to have started this genre in 1986,) you can’t replicate the original, you can only copy, so straight from the pioneer, I present you one of the longest lasting columns in contemporary Nigerian media “Stories that touch the heart”
One night of wrong judgment and one hell of painful experience: why every woman must read this story (1)
Ken was the love of my life-until my husband came along. We had met in our sophomore year in a political science class and took to each other instantly. Ken was the brightest student in our class, and most student s gravitated towards him. He had women who practically offered themselves to him, but he chose. Ken unlike me, was not from a privileged background. Father was a taxi driver while mother did janitorial job in a multinational company. But what he lacked in material
terms, he had plenty in smarts and good looks and it was those qualities that all came back together on that night that my life changed forever. As I stated above, Ken was not materially comfortable but he had an infectious ‘swagger’ about him that you couldn’t fail but notice. Above all, his brilliance and general demeanor was all too evident. I can still recall vividly that afternoon when our eyes met, and we smiled affectionately at each other, and my heart beat was racing at a rate I thought it would just burst open. I knew from the way I felt that I would be defenseless if Ken were to make a move on me, and that was exactly what had happened when, at the end of the class, Ken walked briskly towards me, and displaying those charms that made him stand out in spite of his austere material circumstance, he told me “hi pretty,
I think you are indeed a great specimen of God’s creation. You are absolutely stunning and if you don’t mind, I would like to get to know you better. As I am sure you already know, my name is Ken, and here’s my number. Please feel free to call me anytime you have the chance”. “Have a chance”? I had asked myself. Of course, the chance was now! And I wasted no time in calling Ken later that evening, and we met and went out for coffee.
Ken was the sweetest and unpretentious guy I had ever gone out with. Unlike those highly sheltered and overfed sons of the rich and mighty who thought they had it all, and were doing you a favor by even talking to you, Ken was down to earth and was totally comfortable in his skin in spite of the paucity of the material things around him. I fell hopelessly in love with him, and as I went back to my room that night, one thought occupied my mind: how to love Ken and use some of my family’s material blessings to help him whenever things were rough with him. We started dating soon afterwards, and we were soon known all over the campus as the inseparable lovers. Apart from when we went to bed, Ken and I were together all the time-we had the same classes and also the same major.
Convinced that Ken would be the man I would end up getting married to I had brought him to see my parents and there, I realized that our future together may have some challenges. I am what you would describe as ‘daddy’s little girl.’ I love my father so dearly that I can walk on broken bottles to show my love and affection towards him. My daddy in my estimation is the best father anyone could hope to have. He had showered me with love and anything I wanted that was within his range, he would provide without questions. I was the apple of his eyes, and he always told me that though he won’t interfere in my choice of a life partner, but if he felt such a choice would not guarantee me happiness and a sense of stability, he would object to it, and prayed that I would understand should such a moment arise in future. My mother on the other hand was completely liberal-whatever floats my boat was ok with her. She trusted my sense of judgement.
When I brought Ken to our home, I could see that all was not well, when my father gave me the ‘look’- whenever he started down and suddenly looked up, with his eyes squinting, I knew the coast was not clear on my demands. That was the look he wore that day, soon after he received Ken and had asked him some questions. My father, unfortunately, is big on pedigree, which in and of itself is not a bad thing, and would always wish for her daughters to marry equally into money like he had done himself. To him, Ken may not be able to guarantee me the kind of lifestyle I was used to, and he didn’t want to be meddling into our material affairs, by providing us with everything we wanted. “That may bring resentment from your husband, and signalthe beginning of marital crises you may not come out intact emotionally.
Why go into it in the first place if you could help avoid it now”? My dad had counselled. As we went back to our school, there was no denying the fact that Ken had realized he had not been completely accepted by my father, and he felt hurt and bruised by that. And on my part, there was no doubt that I love my father, and was therefore, not willing to dismiss his concerns simply because I loved Ken. I was torn between two extremes. Needless to say that our love, though still solid, was showing signs of stress and stress. It was during this time that on a summer trip with my parents to Houston, Texas, that I met a man who in a short six months later would become my husband.
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