Natalie's POV:After we finished our dinner in the kitchen, Franklin rose from his chair and said, "I am going upstairs to have my bath, babe. Please do not try to contact Michael again or see him behind my back." He looked at me, and I replied, "Okay."I was relieved that Franklin wasn't angry with me as I watched him exit the kitchen. He walked out, and I washed all the plates in the kitchen sink. After that, I dried my hands and went upstairs to my bedroom to have my bath. As I walked into my room, my phone rang, and I picked it up to see who the caller was.I hadn't unblocked my three brothers even though my father asked me to. I didn't want to speak to any of them, and I saw that Michael was the one calling me. I was nervous to answer his call, knowing that Franklin could come into my room at any time. It would be absurd of me to lock the door just to speak with Michael on the call. At last, I answered Michael's call, wanting to be quick about it."Hello," I said, and Michael ask
Natalie's POV:"Mom, Franklin and I are on good terms now. Although, I'm unsure if I can ask him for money," I said to my mother, and she was silent."I do not want to hear all that, Natalie. You are my only child, and I want you to give me grandchildren," my mother said, and my brows furrowed.I couldn't believe she was pestering me to give her grandchildren when she wasn't even interested in getting married at my age. She was enjoying her life and even tried to abort me. Now, she wanted to force me through what she couldn't do."Mom, I am not God who gives children. And why didn't you get married? You could have given me more siblings other than Amelia and her brothers," I said, still nervous, wondering if Franklin hadn't finished his bath. Mom apologized to me, saying, "I am sorry, Natalie. I wish I was wise then. I had many men who proposed marriage to me even before your dad, but the thought of staying idle with one man and becoming his slave made me sick. I didn't want that. I w
Franklin's POV. Seeing the excited look on my wife's face made me happy. I had never met her biological mother since we got married. I had heard a lot about her and certainly wanted to see the beautiful woman who had given birth to my wife. Feeling her soft lips pressed against my cheek as she pecked me in appreciation, I knew she was thrilled because I hadn't given her any personal money before, just money to restock the house with food. As Natalie and I finished having breakfast in my room, I took my phone and transferred 1 million dollars to her account. "Oh my goodness! Franklin, that's too much," she said when I showed her the transaction alert. I rose from my chair and walked over to meet her, softly pulling her blue dress away from her shoulder. "Nothing is too much for you, my love. I should have given you more than that," I told her. I kissed Natalie's neck warmly and carried her up in my arms. My bed wasn't far away, and despite Amelia sending me pictures and shor
Natalie Jackson:I woke up and found myself sleeping peacefully on the bed alone, and Franklin wasn't beside me."Where did he go?" I asked myself as I rose from the bed and carefully got down. I was unclad, and my dress was still on the chair where Franklin had dropped it.I went to use his bathroom, glad that Franklin wasn't being hostile to me anymore. After having a quick bath, I got out, wrapped in a white towel that I borrowed from Franklin's bathroom, then I grabbed my blue dress and exited the room to pick up another piece of clothing in my room.My nostrils caught the scent of a delicious aroma like fish stew, and I wondered who was cooking around my home. We had other neighbors living in the exquisite estate, so I smiled and hurried into my room. I went into my closet and had to hurry up, and prepare lunch for Franklin and me, as I woke up late.It was past 3 p.m. when I awoke from my afternoon nap. I quickly darted into my closet, grabbed a white top and black skirt, donned
Franklin Howard:"It's okay, Madam. How much is the money that you want? We can settle this amicably instead of dragging Natalie into it or having her follow you out of my house," I asked the woman who claimed to be my wife's mother.I couldn't believe my eyes. She looked so sophisticated, with sexy hips and big boobs like Natalie. Now I see where she got her beauty from.Natalie's mother was still beautiful, and you wouldn't believe she was the one who gave birth to my wife. Did she have Natalie at a young age?How old was she when she was dating Mr. Liam? I pondered but didn't dare to voice it out.Mrs. Silvia, as she called herself, looked me up and down and said, "No way. You have been treating my daughter unfairly. Don't you see that she looks older than me? You are not taking good care of her, and I want her to divorce you.""Mom!" Natalie shouted, and I tried to calm her down, not wanting her to get into any argument with her mother."It's okay, babe. She's your mother and dese
Natalie's POV."Frank, you need to tell me how much you gave my mother," I asked my husband as he carried me upstairs in his arms, climbing the flight of stairs."It's just 1 million dollars. I don't want her to bother you about the said chief again," Franklin said as we arrived at my bedroom door, and I helped him unlock it.I pouted my pink lips, not happy, but I felt better knowing Franklin had paid my mother off. "Don't you think she will return to ask for more money?" I asked."No, I don't think so. Even if she does, I will still give her more money. I just want to make up for all those years I was hostile to you," Franklin said as he dropped me on the bed and climbed onto it. He towered above me, and I replied, "Okay.""So when are we packing our boxes?" I asked, and he smiled. "After I am done with you." Franklin sealed his lips on mine and kissed me passionately. We proceeded to make love in my room.Later that evening, I packed up my boxes as this would be the first time I wa
Natalie's POV."How are you doing, Natalie?" Michael asked. I looked at him in his brown shirt and trousers and replied, "I am fine. I'm sorry I haven't called you since the last day we met.""It's alright. I understand that you're married to Franklin, and he's doing his best to prove himself worthy of you," Michael said, and I smiled.Franklin looked at us angrily from the front of the pharmacy in the hospital where he was collecting my supplements."How's your health now?" I asked Michael, and he sighed, "I am fine. Just came to do another test.""Test for what? Oops! I'm sorry if I'm trespassing," I told him, wondering what could be wrong with him."It's alright, Natalie. It's just a malaria test. I've been feeling sick from thinking too much and not taking care of myself. But I have employed someone to help, and I'm considering getting married soon," he said, and my eyes widened in shock, meeting his gaze too."Really? That's great news," I grinned, and Michael smiled back. "Thank
Natalie's POV:I wore a blue hoodie and thick, long trousers as the weather was cold, to accompany Franklin. He wore a black top and blue jeans too, and he looked handsome as he wasn't in his usual suit and tie.Franklin and I got into a cab that he ordered online, and we arrived at the airport. A few hours later, we got on the plane and set off for our destination.My mind was filled with thoughts of how our honeymoon was going to be. It wasn't like Franklin and I had recently gotten married. We have been married for three years now, and it seemed like he had just awakened from a deep slumber.Well, my luck, as we sat together and jetted off to our destination.I was feeling quite nervous as I hadn't been on a plane before, but with Franklin beside me, he kept on giving me the assurance that we were safe.At one point, I almost got scared on the plane, as it wasn't a private jet. Franklin reassured me that it was fine and I should relax. Besides, he was there with me, and we were tog
**Natalie**Hearing the sound of voices coming from the ground floor, I roused from my sleep and went to see who the people discussing there were.Pulling the balcony door unlocked, I was surprised to see Michael and one of my elder brothers, Asher, and I wondered what brought them here."Natalie!... Hi!" Michael waved to me, and I frowned after seeing that Franklin's car had left the estate.It was a picture-perfect view from this balcony to take a look around the city.I held my flowing dress that the wind was pushing forward."Good evening, Michael. What do you want? Franklin isn't around," I replied after seeing that my husband had left the premises. I didn't want Franklin to return and assume that I cheated on him."Are you alright, Natalie? I came to see you and to present you with these flowers!" Michael said, raising the bouquet of roses, and looking up at me. Asher sighed and moved over to his car. "No. I am sorry, but I cannot accept them. I cannot cheat on Franklin with yo
Franklin's POV:"Natalie, open this door," I called to my wife, seeing that she had locked herself in her room.I shouldn't have agreed for Natalie to go and apologize to her stepmother, but I had to do what the prophetess said. I had to ensure that Natalie didn't disobey her words; now Natalie is making me extra worried."Natalie..." I called her name again as I couldn't believe that she was asking me for a divorce. I didn't like the fact that with any little misunderstanding between us, Natalie would immediately bring up divorce. I had told her that I didn't want to divorce her.We are already a couple, so why was she eager to divorce me? I assumed it was because of Michael that she wanted to leave me for him."Natalie, don't make me order Wesley to get a carpenter to come and remove this door. Open it now!" My voice was loud, and after a while, the room door unlocked, and Natalie stood there with her tear-streaked face."What has come over you? Is your stepmother a god that you sho
Natalie Jackson.Arriving on the second floor, I could feel my heart beating loudly in my chest.Asher pushed the door open and led me into the sitting room.Mrs. Agnes Jackson was perched on one of the white couches in the sitting room, going through a fashion magazine. But as her eyes locked with mine, she spat out the juice into her glass cup and dropped it on the coffee table. Glaring at me, she demanded, "What are you doing here? Asher, what is she doing here?""Mom," Asher let go of my hand and walked over to meet his mother.Mrs. Agnes shifted her focus away from me to her son, waiting to hear his explanation. However, I took it upon myself to approach her, kneeling beside her feet to apologize."I am sorry, Mother, for being a bad daughter to you." I knelt a short distance away from Mrs. Agnes, and she laughed, saying, "Hahaha. What is the meaning of this nonsense, Natalie? Get out of my presence. I don't care if you are a good daughter or a bad daughter to me. You are not my
(Natalie Jackson)Franklin and I arrived home, and my mind was in chaos, wondering how I would approach my stepmother and apologize to her.Mrs. Agnes hated me with a passion that I was aware of. I sighed while Franklin looked at me as he drove his car into the premises just after Alex opened the gate and welcomed us."You don't have to worry about going to see your stepmother. I will accompany you," Franklin said. I looked at him and told him, "Okay. But I am certain that she won't forgive me. I am so sure about that.""It's okay. Remember the prophetess said it's not compulsory that your stepmother must forgive you, but you should apologize to her.""Alright." I sighed and focused my gaze on the front of our house while Franklin parked his car. I carefully got out, and he came out and met me just after locking his car.Franklin gave the ice cream to me, but my mood was still down, knowing that my stepmother was behind my setbacks and childlessness.*What did she exactly do?* Well,
(Franklin Howard)"You are not our members, right?" she asked, and I quickly replied, "Yes, Ma. We came here seeking the fruit of the womb, but your mother already attended to us."I forced a smile even when I didn't want to."I can see that. But come to my office. I can still see how to help you both," she said as she walked away, while her mother continued with her walking and exited the house. We followed the middle-aged woman to her office, except for Natalie's mother, who went after the old woman to speak with her again.I wondered what Natalie's mother had to ask the old woman. It was really shocking that Mrs. Agnes Jackson had actually cursed Natalie and made Natalie's childhood difficult.Natalie looked sober, so I walked up beside her and held her hand.We followed the woman into her office, and she sat down on a red mat and looked at Natalie, just as she told us to wait.Her office, as she called it, looked more like a shrine, with white curtains on the wall, and she did som
(Natalie Jackson)As I rushed out of the house and made my way towards the exit gate, I heard my name, "Wait, Natalie! Come over, let me escort you."I looked back at the front of the house and saw Franklin walking over to his car, the black SUV."Come, let me give you a ride. Although I don't feel comfortable about this," Franklin said, and I sighed as I rushed back to his car to meet him."You shouldn't worry about it. My mother wouldn't take me anywhere evil," I assured him as I hurried to his car to join him inside.Franklin had changed and was now wearing a white shirt and black pants, paired with black shoes.He opened and shut the car door carefully after I had settled into the front passenger seat, then he entered the driver's seat and drove out of his residence."So where are we heading to?" Franklin asked me as he slowed down on the estate street and looked at me."Wait, let me call my mother," I smiled as I quickly withdrew my phone from my handbag and reached for it to giv
**Natalie's POV**One week later, after Amelia had welcomed her baby, Franklin's mother came to our home to see us.I was in the kitchen cooking since it was Saturday. I heard the sound of a car driving into the garage, and as I went out of the kitchen to see who it was, I was surprised to see Franklin's mother get out of the car, looking at me with irritation."Good morning, Ma," I greeted her, but she looked away without responding. I sighed and went back into the kitchen as I continued cooking.Later, I came out to the dining room to serve the meal since it was still morning."Franklin, how are you and your wife comfortable staying together when you don't have any children yet? Chris's wife has given birth to a bouncing baby boy, and yet you and Natalie don’t have any kids yet," his mother said."Mom," Franklin sighed, seated across from her in the exquisite living room."We will have kids, Mom. Stop pressuring us about it. We will have kids in God's own time," he replied to her."
Natalie's POV:Franklin and I went up to the third floor where Amelia was admitted. As we arrived, we met Amelia's mother, who was happily looking at her new grandson, but as soon as she saw me, she shouted, "What are you doing here?!"Mrs. Agnes quickly petted the baby to stop crying as the baby in the bed woke up startled by her voice."Mom, I invited Natalie over. Can you just let her be?" Amelia asked her mother, who frowned."I don't want to see Natalie here. Do you want her to infect you with her bad luck?" Mrs. Agnes asked Amelia, who frowned."Mom, that's enough. Natalie is my sister, and it's not like you gave birth to another sister for me to have. Just let her be!"Mrs. Agnes looked pained, but she quickly brushed it off and replied, "Fine. Let me just see my grandchild and leave you two alone."I sighed as James, Asher, and Felix arrived in the room and they went to congratulate their sister."Congratulations, Amelia. So finally, I am an uncle," Asher said happily as he we
Natalie's POV:"Frank, what Michael and I were discussing was only family matters. He was saying that he doesn't love Amelia enough to marry her.""But he wants you," Franklin replied, and I sighed and nodded."I already told him that we weren't going to divorce. He was asking if you will change in the long run of our marriage?" I asked Franklin as he drove the car home in silence.Franklin didn't reply to me, and I didn't bother to ask him again about whether he was going to change.As we arrived at his estate gate, Franklin slowed down his car for the security men to open the gate, then he asked me, "Do you think I am going to change?""I don't know," I replied. "Change is always constant, and anyone can change over time. Maybe if you get bored with me or if we are still unable to have children."Franklin's blue eyes darkened, and he replied, "I cannot change. I married you because I wanted to. Yes, I was childish then, but I've come to realize that a part of me is addicted to you.