MICHEAL; After my sister ran upstairs, my father looked at me and asked, "Since when was Franklin married?" "I just called Mr. Howard, and he never mentioned anything about Franklin being married. Are you sure, Micheal, or do you just not want your sister to be happy?" My father looked at me with narrowed eyes, and I laughed, almost drunkenly. "Why not? I want Gloria to be happy, and she knows Franklin is married. Well, she just discovered it now, and it's too late for her," I replied, still drinking from the vodka I took from the bar. "Hmm, but I don't understand why Franklin's marriage is kept away from the public. Or did you attend it?" My dad asked, and I nodded. "Fine. I'll see Gloria later and discuss this with her," Dad said, looking away at the TV console. I finished my drink and went back to my room on the top floor. Although this wasn't my house, I just came home for other reasons. As I arrived on the second floor, I marched up to Gloria's room to see her. I could hear
AMELIA; Earlier, when I received a phone call from an unknown number, I thought it might be Franklin. I was bored at home with my three brothers monitoring me like television, and I was sex-starved. I wanted to be touched by a man. Yeah, I know Natalie has been accused of being a hoe, but I am sure I'm worse than her. My irritation stemmed from her snatching my dream man, and I wanted revenge, even if it meant setting her up. However, she declined every man I sent to ask her out on a date, even before I returned to this city. Natalie has been faithful to Franklin, and that made breaking their marriage difficult. Franklin now sees me as a villain after discovering that I was the mastermind behind him being drugged the last time. He believes I was the one who drugged him in the past too. Well, I'm not too bothered about that; I just don't want Natalie to be the woman beside Franklin. For now, their wedding hasn't gone public, and many folks, even in their club, don't know that Frank
MICHEAL; The sound of my phone beeping got my attention. Damn it. I couldn't believe that I had slept with Amelia Jackson. She was such a horny bitch, and now I felt so ashamed that I had done it with her. I grabbed my phone and saw that she had already sent Natalie's number. Now I didn't know how to face Natalie or whether to contact her. It was late, so I assumed Natalie would be asleep. Later, I would call her and try to talk to her. I knew Natalie had already told me that she didn't want to divorce Franklin, but I wanted her, not Amelia. I stood up and went into the bathroom to freshen up, feeling sour and dirty from sleeping with Amelia. I didn't care to call Amelia to find out if she had gotten home. Once I was done bathing, I got out, put on my night robe, and went to bed to sleep. However, seeing the rumpled sheets, I pulled them off and replaced them with a new bed cover. As I lay on the bed, the memory of my encounter with Amelia flashed in my mind. I groaned and tried t
NATALIE; Waking up to a bright Monday morning and the fact that my husband has changed from avoiding me to loving me has been cool. I carefully sat up on the bed to the delicious smell of fried eggs and bread. "Franklin..." My eyes widened in shock as my husband came in, dressed in a white robe and holding a tray containing tea, bread, and fried eggs. He smiled as he approached me, who lazily sat up on the bed. "Good morning, sweetheart. How was your night? I didn't want to wake you up," Franklin grinned as he set the white tray on a stool beside the bed. He sat down beside me and kissed my forehead. "How are you this morning?" Franklin asked, and I smiled and replied, "Cool. Aren't you going to work this morning? It's almost 10 a.m." My eyes flew to the wall clock in my room. Franklin smiled and replied, "No, babe. I told you I want us to go on vacation." He watched me get up from the bed, and I told him, "I am coming." I went to use the bathroom. I got out and joined Frankli
FRANKLIN; I was nervous when I saw my wife acting anxiously. Gaining her trust back was one of the happiest moments of my life. I knew I had been cruel to her, but with the type of women in this city, getting someone like Natalie was rare. I had judged her wrongly, and I did not want to lose her again. "Don't worry, we will have a baby soon. Come, let's go upstairs and freshen up. I will give you a bath," I said to her, my gaze locked with hers as I rose from the couch first and carried Natalie up in my arms as if she were a baby. "Franklin, put me down," she said in her sweet, delicate voice as I held her firmly in my masculine arms, grinning at her nervousness. "Why? Aren't you my wife?" I asked her with a smile as I climbed the flight of stairs to her room. "I am," she pouted her pink lips as I ascended the stairs. Natalie was shy, and I couldn't believe that she was still acting shy even after we had been intimate several times since we reconciled last week. I couldn't belie
NATALIE; I was in the closet, checking out what to wear since Franklin had said that we were going shopping for the things we would need for our honeymoon. I wanted to tell him to leave it, as we hadn't recently gotten married, but Franklin was happy and excited to travel with me, and I didn't want to kill his joy. The sound of my phone ringing in my room caught my attention. I swiftly went to check who was calling me, knowing that I had blocked most of my family members. Although my dad had told me to unblock them, I was still hesitant to do so. As I neared my phone, which was plugged in to charge, I furrowed my brows upon seeing that it was an unknown number. Maybe Gloria had decided to call me from another number, or was it Amelia or her three brothers? I scowled, wanting to end the call before my mind urged me to answer it. "Hello, who's this?" I inquired, and my heart skipped a beat as I heard Michael's voice. "Good morning, Natalie. How are you doing?" he asked. My brows dre
NATALIE; I silently glanced at the road as Franklin drove the car out of his estate and headed for the shopping complex. A few drives later, he pulled to a stop and announced, "We're here." "Okay," I said, snapping out of my trance as I harbored thoughts about Michael in my mind. This shouldn't be my concern, but I couldn't help but feel bad for Michael, wishing he had a woman in his life and didn't spend his time chasing after a married woman. I am still amazed that Michael likes me. It was surprising to me because I knew many people loathed me because of my mother's history. I sighed, stepping out of the car as Franklin helped me pull the car door open, and we walked into the shopping plaza together. "Must we shop for what we will be wearing here?" I asked him, whispering into his ear as he held me closer, like a celebrity couple. "Yeah. We have to shop for our honeymoon clothes here, so we will travel with them instead of ordering from abroad," he said, his hot breath fanning
NATALIE; I didn't try begging Franklin again to take me to Michael's house, and the silence in the car was excruciating. Franklin sighed and said, "I do not want you bringing up Michael again, and you should bar him from contacting you, okay?" I remained silent and didn't reply. "Natalie," Franklin called my name, and I responded, "Okay." I sighed and kept my gaze on the road as Franklin drove us back home. I opened the ice cream package but didn't bother to lick it as the road was bumpy. Soon, we arrived at Franklin's estate, and I watched as the estate security men pulled the gate open. Franklin sped up and soon arrived home. As he parked his car in the driveway, I got out and sprinted into the house, holding the package of ice cream with me. "Natalie," Franklin called me back, but I lied, "I want to go and use the restroom." "Fine." I looked away and unlocked the door. I dashed into the house to keep the ice cream and relieve myself. A few minutes later, Franklin came to
Natalie's POV."I feel so emotional right now," I told my husband as we walked into the house together."You don't have to feel that way," Franklin said to me as we walked into the living room together."I just felt like your mother and your sister should have not left us right now," I laughed sadly and wiped off my tears, and my husband smiled and hugged me."You can always go and visit them if you want. My Dad's home isn't far," he said, caressing my shoulder warmly, and I nodded."I know," I hugged him and pulled him into a kiss as he was taller than me."Thanks for being a wonderful husband," I told Franklin once our lips parted, and he smiled."You're welcome," we kissed again and went to join my mother upstairs, since she was in her room with my twins and looking at us.The sun was hot, so we didn't want to take the twins under the sun to say their goodbyes to their grandma and aunt.As I went to pick up my phone, guess what I saw. It was a message from Amelia, showing me a diam
Amalie's POV.As I arrived at my father's house, I drove my car into the residence and parked it.I recalled Micheal's attempt to kiss me goodbye when he returned back with my son for us to leave.Almond was crying, not wanting to let go of Micheal. And I was shocked that he was already fond of Micheal's touch.It reminded me of Almond's one-year birthday. Micheal came to see me and celebrate with my baby, but it was a low-key celebration and not like it was aired.Sighing, I turned off my car and got out. I moved over to the passenger seat at the front to get Almond out of the car and I took him indoors."How did the event go, Amalie?" Mom asked, as soon as I got into the living room."Good evening, Mom. It went well. Although it is more like a family reunion stuff in their house. So I didn't wait for the event to end," I told my mother, and she said,"That's fine. As long as you attended it," Mom replied from the couch where she sat watching the flat-screen television and the teleno
Natalie's POV.As I finished breastfeeding my son, I laid him on the bed and stood up to check outside the window of the room on the top floor.The sound of a car arriving caught my attention and I moved ahead to the balcony to peer on who had arrived.A black car drove into our residence and parked. Taking a closer look at the car, Susan came out first and I knew that Franklin's mother and sister had arrived.Susan donned a blue top and black trousers as she got out of the car, smiling from cheek to cheek.As I stood there at the balcony, I watched Susan walk back to the trunk of the black SUV and pull out two boxes."We're home!" She exclaimed as she shut the trunk of the car.Mrs. Kimberly got out of the car wearing a deep green dress and black shoes. She smiled, just as Franklin walked up to welcome her."Welcome, Mom," Franklin hugged his mother and his sister politely, and I saw my mother arrive from the grocery shopping that she had gone to do.Sighing, I moved away from the ba
Amelia's POV:"Why are you standing behind me? Since when did you get here?" I asked Micheal as I met his gaze, and he smiled."I came out immediately you left the hall. It wasn't necessary for you to have told Natalie where you saw the photos. I didn't bother to tell her since she is already married," Micheal said with a sad smile on his face, but I asked him, "You know that she is married, and yet, you stored a married woman's photograph in your album. Anyway, it's none of my business. I have to go home now with my son and say my goodbye to your parents."I told Micheal just as I walked up to meet him to take Almond away from his arms. But to my shock, Almond refused to come with me as he clutched tightly to Micheal's shirt, not agreeing to let go."He is our son, Amelia. Not your son alone," Micheal said, smiling after seeing that our son doesn't want to come with me."Fine. You can take him to your house and take care of him. I have to go home now. Let me tell your parents goodbye
Amelia's POV:Honestly, I had not expected to kiss Micheal. Or for him to kiss me. The way he looked at me made me blush, but recalling that he had my sister's photos for that long period of time made me jealous.I took my phone and dashed away from his bedroom, stepping out for some fresh air and coming downstairs to the ground floor for the party."What happened between you and my brother, Amelia? Your face appears so flushed," Gloria Austin asked me as I went to the couch to meet her.She had changed from her casual red dress and now she donned a blue dress that was designed with diamond embroidery at the top and the bottom of the dress. It was a sleeveless dress, but it perfectly accentuated her figure."Nothing," I told her as she sat there drinking, and she offered me a drink."Do you care for some? I know that you wouldn't want to go into detail about what went on doing with my brother, after I left you with him. But from the look of it, I can tell that you and Micheal are gett
Michael's POV:I arrived here earlier and met my mother in the living room. She informed me that Amelia was here with her grandson and said, "Maybe she went upstairs with Gloria.""Alright, Mom," I went upstairs to find my sister and Amelia, as I was not expecting to see Amelia in my father's house.But to my shock, she was in my room, instead of my sister's room, and she was going through my photo album.I had kept those photos for years, with the hope of showing them to Natalie, but Franklin snatched her and refused to divorce her. What hurt me more was Natalie's confirmation to me that she loves Franklin and cannot divorce him. I knew that I cannot have her, and it was all Amelia's fault.Now, she accused me and looked at me like I had wronged her."Michael, what are you trying to do?" Amelia asked, avoiding me as I marched up to meet her."You walked away from my mother, and not only that, you want to ruin her happy day of reconciliation with my Dad, just because of your personal
Amelia's POV"I want to send this pictures to Natalie. How can Michael have this photographs with him? I cannot recall meeting him then. Not to mention Franklin. It means he had been in love with Natalie for long," I lamented after snapping some of the pictures.It was part of the reason I disliked my sister then. She had a bigger bust than me. Her hips were very inviting, even me as a woman was jealous, so I derived joy in bullying her.She got that perfect body, despite her being short."There's no need to send these photos to Natalie. She is married now, and these were throwback photos. I only wanted you to see photos of my brother and not this," Gloria said, but I had already sent all the photos to Natalie and Franklin."I don't care. Your brother should better explain how he got this. Did he pay someone to spy on my sister and me? How can he have pictures of Natalie and me in bikinis, when we don't have them?" I asked her, although we had the videos recording from our 18th birthd
Amelia's POV:"Good morning, Dad, Mom," I greeted my parents in the living room as I came downstairs and saw them seated together on the couch.It was a Sunday, and Dad and Mom don't go to church often."Morning, Amelia," Dad replied, wearing a white garment, and my mother wore a white nightdress and sat beside him."Where are you off to?" Dad asked me, seeing me dressed up and carrying my son in my arms."I am going to the Austin's residential estate. But I would like to have my breakfast first before leaving the house," I told my father, and he smiled."That's good. Come, let us have breakfast together. Do you know their house address?" Dad asked me, rising up from the couch as he walked up to the dining table to meet me and Almond. As I set my son to sit next to me in the dining chair."Not really," I replied, and my father nodded and said, "I will give you their address."Mom came over to the dining table and joined us for breakfast. A maid walked out of the kitchen and served us
AMELIA'S POVI felt relieved after chatting with Natalie, and she advised me to give Michael a chance and not push him away now that he wanted us to get back together.Sighing, I went to plug my phone into its charger. However, it rang with an incoming call from Paul."Hey, Amelia. What's up? I wanted to know if you have gone home as I am about to leave the party now?" Paul asked, and I told him,"I am at home.""Alright. Take care of yourself. Will you be attending the Thanksgiving service tomorrow? Although they will go to church and do the rest of the party in their family house, and only family members can honor the event," Paul said, and I told him, "I will. How about you?""Well, I am not attending it, as I am still pissed off that Michael didn't tell me about you before my return. I feel bad, and I don't have to pretend with him like I am okay about it," Paul lamented, and I could feel his frustration."I'm sorry," I apologized to him, and he said, "It's okay, Amelia. None of i