Billionaire's Broken Trust

#Natalie Jackson "Ahh!" Amelia cried out like the drama queen that she was, and Franklin rushed downstairs to meet her. "What did you do to her?" Franklin yelled at me as he softly helped Amelia up. I had not even pushed Amelia with force; I had only wanted to drag her outside. But because she saw Franklin rushing downstairs to meet us, she faked it like she was hurt. "Franklin, your wife—I mean, Natalie—bit me just now and pushed me away." Amelia held her arm and sobbed as she stood up from the floor. Franklin glared at me and spat, "I cannot believe that you would do this to your only sister. You are not even the legitimate daughter of Mr. Liam, and yet you cannot treat your sister right. Come on, Amy—let us go outside and eat, and allow her to eat her food alone." Tears welled up in my brown eyes as I stood watching them. It was Saturday evening, and Franklin definitely did not go to work on Saturdays or Sundays. I sobbed, wanting to stop them, and I went outside just in tim

#Franklin Howard "Okay," Amelia replied, and we started eating the chicken pepper soup that the waiter had earlier served us. We did not speak to each other while eating, as the pepper soup was spicy. After we were through and had a few drinks, I began to feel a light headache. I smiled at Amelia and told her, "I have to go home now. How about we meet up tomorrow, Sunday? Do you go to church?" "Um, yes, Franklin. But I would like to have some time with you tonight. You know, just you and me," Amelia touched my hand, and I quickly withdrew it, understanding what she wanted. "No. We cannot do anything silly for now. I'm still married to your sister, and my family isn't aware that I want to divorce her," I told Amelia, as I was beginning to sweat despite the air conditioning unit in the private parlor. Amelia frowned and tried to touch me again as she said, "No one would know, Franklin. I have always wanted you, and now that I'm back, we will be together, and you will send Natalie a

(Natalie's POV) I rushed downstairs to the living room of our enormous mansion, holding my phone. I unlocked the screen and swiftly called Dr. Famous Joseph. He was our family doctor, and since I had married Franklin, Dr. Famous had been the one coming to treat me or Franklin whenever we fell sick. Franklin hardly visited the hospital, so he invited Dr. Famous sometimes. I was scared of anything happening to my husband. Even though I knew Franklin didn't like me that much, it hadn't gotten to the point where I wished him dead. The day was bright and sunny, being a Sunday, and the call went through. "Hello, Doc," I said. "Yes, good morning. Who is this?" Dr. Famous asked, taking me by surprise that he didn't have my number stored in his phone. "Doc, I'm Mr. Franklin Howard's wife. Please, there's an emergency at our home. Franklin came home last night acting drunk, and I don't know what happened to him. He's unconscious and hasn't woken up. Please, can you come to our house to ch

(Natalie's POV) I stood aside, looking from my husband to my sister. As Franklin was asking her if she was alright. "No, Franklin. Allow me to go home. Natalie must rot in jail today!" Amelia sobbed, and Franklin tried to speak to her, telling her not to leave our house, but she refused. "I'm a model, Franklin! Look at what your stupid wife did to me!" Amelia turned her hands for Franklin to see the bruises that the cane had caused her. "Natalie dared to flog me just because I came here to visit you guys." "Did I invite you? Leave here, you bìtch, and go back to our father's house. Aren't you ashamed of yourself to be lusting after your sister's husband? Are we on good terms that you would claim you came here to visit us? Do I need your stupid visit?" I barked at Amelia, and her eyes narrowed at me. "You won't get away with this, Natalie! Get ready to rot in jail!" Amelia cried and got into her car, shutting the door and leaving. I was satisfied that I had disciplined Amelia, as

(Franklin's POV) I wasn't happy that Amelia would call the police on Natalie. For heaven's sake, Natalie was still my wife, and her being in police custody would drag my name into public knowledge, as Amelia was a public figure here, and many fans now wanted to know who harassed her. Amelia had gone to call her father, and Mr. Liam Jackson wasted no time and ordered for Natalie to be locked up. His wife supported and pressed more charges against Natalie, as they said she was evil and always against Amelia. They said that was how Natalie used to attack Amelia before, and the officers should ensure to teach her a great lesson that she wouldn't forget. I couldn't believe that Natalie's father would support Amelia over Natalie. He didn't even call Natalie on the phone or request to speak with her. He just jumped to the conclusion that Natalie was evil and that she had always hated Amelia and wanted to get rid of her. I was enraged as I drove back home, enraged at everything that had ha