Chapter 0005

Natalie Jackson had fallen asleep while waiting for her husband to return home, after he left the house with Amelia. When she awoke, it was 10 pm, and she heard the loud banging on the door.

As she rushed to unlock the door, Franklin was back and accusing her of drugging him.

She thought he was joking, but he was dead serious as he carried her in his arms and took her straight into their bedroom.

Before her mind could register what he was about to do, Franklin started kissing her hungrily, as if his life depended on it.

Franklin hadn't kissed her for three years since they got married. He doesn't even want to acknowledge her as his wife, as he mostly avoided her.

He only ate her food and said he doesn't like eating outsiders' foods. That they don't cook it well and often mismanage ingredients. So, he returns home to eat what she prepared for him, or he orders her to bring his lunch to his office.

"Frank, stop!" She tried to stop him, to catch her breathing as he laid her on the bed, and she couldn't push him away.

She supposed to be excited that her husband was finally making love to her, but she knew Franklin. Once he awoke the following morning, he would accuse her of taking advantage of him.

Frank wasn't in his right frame of mind, and she sensed that Amelia had drugged him. Now Franklin came home, and accusing her of being the one who had drugged him.

Why should she?

Frank stopped kissing her and gazed at her. He hastily removed her green nightgown and tossed it away. In a flash, he stripped himself too.

Franklin started touching her intimate spot, and she moaned and responded to him, wanting him at the moment.

She should have left him when she had the opportunity to. As Frank's mother doesn't like her. She often calls her names in the presence of her three children, and said that she wasn't fit to be her daughter-in-law.

None of Frank's two siblings likes her. They didn't relate with her or approve of her in their midst.

The only person who was kind to her was Franklin's best friend, Michael Austin.

Michael was the only one who smiles at her and happily ate her food whenever he comes to visit Franklin in this house, most especially on weekends.

But Frank doesn't like it, and had warned his friend to stop teasing her.

Franklin said that she doesn't know how to cook, and each time, she tries to improve on her good cooking skills to win his heart so that he would love and appreciate her.

Franklin wouldn't, and he would only remind her that he was the one who provided money for the food. And that he doesn't owe her any gratitude for cooking the food.

Franklin was mean to her, but she kept on enduring him, believing that he would change and get to love her.

She doesn't want to leave her marriage or be referred to as a woman who couldn't stay in her marriage.

Some referred to her mother as a prostitute. She had seen her once, after she got married to Frank. She came asking her for money and telling her that her husband was a Billionaire. So it was right that she took care of her.

Natalie couldn't believe her mother would say that to her. But she tried explaining to her that Frank doesn't give her money for anything.

Her mother advised her to report him to the police department around them and that Franklin was her husband, and he ought to take care of her and give her money to take care of her family too.

But she let her mother know that Frank and she weren't twins. They weren't born the same day, neither was their marriage built on love.

She informed her mother how Amelia had set her up with Franklin, and she wasn't happy about it. Her mother advised that she leave Franklin and divorce him. Telling her that she was pretty enough to win any serious bachelor in the city to marry her.

Well, Natalie didn't want to divorce Franklin. He is her husband. They got married accordingly even as he glared at her at the altar of God, and refused to say, "I do." She happily told him, "I do."

She loves Franklin very much and wanted to be with him. However, he doesn't trust her and believe that she was the one who had drugged him that night.

Frank gained access into her wet fold, and he didn't take it gently with her tonight. He kept thrusting into her, and she couldn't remember that night three years ago, when they were caught on the bed inside her room.

However, she remembers this.

Frank made love with her until he got his release. He laid down next to her and fell asleep.

Her body was aching from the impact of his actions. She was supposed to be mad at him, but she wasn't.

After catching her breath, she carefully crawled out of the bed to have a quick bath.

Ever since Frank and Natalie got married, they haven't had sex. She couldn't remember that night, because of the what Amelia gave to them. But tonight was different, she clearly remembered everything, and she knows Franklin wouldn't remember.

What was Amelia's target? She wanted Natalie's husband to sleep with her. Yet, she couldn't be patient enough and maybe waited until Frank and Natalie got divorced, before she drugged him.

Amelia drugged Frank and allowed Natalie to suffer the consequences of her actions. She had always suffered Amelia's wrath, and she wanted to get her revenge on her.

As Natalie stripped off her dress, she picked up her phone from the shelf, managing to stand up as she felt her legs shaking. She saw the time was already midnight.

Frank got home late at 10 pm, and now it was midnight. He lasted two hours nonstop making love with her.

Natalie wanted to message Amelia, but she was enraged, so she called her instead.

"You bitch! What did you do to my husband?" Her anger was evident as she asked Amelia over the phone call, almost shouting.

"What nonsense are you talking about Natalie? You shameless slut and bastard! What did you do to Frank?" Amelia barked at her, pretending not to know.

"Don't pretend like you didn't know what you did to Frank. Franklin went out with you, and now he came home drunk and acting under the influence of whatever you have given to him. Do not think that Frank wouldn't find out about this. I will have you arrested tomorrow!" She shouted, and Amelia laughed out.

"Hahaha! If there's anyone who should be arrested, it's you, Natalie, who drugged Frank. You know what you gave to him before I came to you guys' house. So stop asking me nonsense!" Amelia ended the phone call on her, and her brows furrowed.

Natalie knew Frank would accuse her of drugging him once he awoke the next morning, and she fears what his anger would lead to. Frank doesn't beat her up, but he slapped her just because she refused to allow Amelia to eat her food.

Frank showed his angry side to her for the first time since their marriage, and this has never happened before.

Natalie blinked her tears away and went into the bathroom to wash herself, as her body ached.

Although, she loves how Franklin made love with her. She wished he had done it with clear eyes, and not under the influence of whatever Amelia had given him.

She was exhausted, so after she finished with her bath, she got out of the bathroom and went to the closet to pick a light nightgown that she would wear. She donned it and went back to the vast bed to sleep.

This master bedroom was hers now, since Frank used the next room. Franklin didn't give her any specific room in this house.

When she arrived here with him two years ago, after he bought this mansion and offered to leave his family house. His father insisted that he take her along, and when they got here.

Franklin said the room was his own, and she was only temporarily using it, until he asks her to leave his house.

They share the closet, but he hasn't mistakenly slept with her for once. He sometimes uses the other rooms on the top floor that were furnished too, whenever he wanted to avoid her.

But most times, she lied to him that she was scared of sleeping alone and having nightmares. She told him that, just to crawl on the same bed as him, but Franklin hadn't taken advantage of her.

She laid on the bed and slept off as she was already exhausted.

The following morning, she awoke, and Frank was still sleeping on the bed. She touched his chest to know if he was alright. But his head was hot, and likewise his entire body.

"What did Amelia give to my husband?" She sprang up on the bed, wondering if anything went wrong with Frank, she would be in serious trouble. But she couldn't leave him at this point or fled his house.

She stepped down from the bed and rushed to bring cold water to wipe his forehead and chest, but Frank wasn't waking up.

She laid her head on his chest to listen to his heartbeat, and he was breathing loudly.

"My God!" She rushed out of their room to call the family doctor and to know if she should take Frank to the hospital or not.