Natalie Jackson:Dr. Famous offered me a warm smile as he saw me descend the stairs and approach him. He was sitting on one of our black couches waiting for me and my husband's arrival."Frank will be with you shortly," I let Dr. Famous know, and he smiled at me.A few moments later, Frank with an angry face came downstairs and stopped to greet Dr. Famous in the living room.Dr. Famous also stood up and shook hands with Frank. "Good morning, Mr. Howard."Frank and Dr. Famous shook hands, to which Frank replied, "Welcome, Doc.""Your wife already told me what happened, but I would like to perform some tests on you to know what truly happened and where you got drugged," Dr. Famous said, but Frank remarked, "You don't have to worry yourself with that, Doc. I will get to the bottom of this matter by myself, but I'm a little better now.""Are you sure, Mr. Howard? I would like to draw a sample of your blood to perform some tests and to know the cause of the problem. How about we meet at the
Natalie Jackson:I stood aside, looking from my husband to my sister. As Frank was asking her if she was alright."No, Frank. Allow me to go home. Natalie must rot in jail today!" Amelia sobbed, and Frank tried to speak to her, not to leave our house, but she refused."I'm a model, Frank! Look at what your stupid wife did to me!" Amelia was turning her hands for Frank to see the bruises that the cane had caused her."She dared to flog me just because I came here to visit you guys.""Did I invite you? Leave here, you bitch, 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 that 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!" She cried and got into her car as she shut the car door and left.I was satisfied that I had disciplined Amelia, as I wondered what she came t
Natalie Jackson.As I walked downstairs and into the living room, Frank was trying to calm Amelia down as he was standing beside her and speaking to her. "Calm down, Amy. We can discuss this amicably. It hasn't gotten to the point of you involving the police in this. Didn't you think about my reputation and yours as no one knows Natalie?"Yes, I wasn't a public figure, but my husband and half-sister were celebrities with millions of followers on their page."No way, Frank! Don't tell me to calm down. Your wife attacked me, and she has to be punished. Your ex-wife, I mean," Amelia said, and my eyes narrowed at her words as I finally descended the stairs and looked at the officers in black uniform standing in my living room."Good morning, Police officers," I greeted the two police officers who were looking at me in disbelief.I was short, but I had an hourglass shape."Good morning, ma'am. Are you Natalie Jackson?" One of the two police officers asked me, as I saw the way his eyes looke
Franklin Howard: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, Mr. Liam Jackson, who 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 she 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 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 happened in a
Franklin Howard:Stepping into the living room, I heard Mrs. Agnes Jackson shouting at her husband as she was seated on the couch and hugging Amelia to her chest.Amelia was crying like a baby, while her mother was rubbing her head and petting her."Natalie is an adult. How dare that daughter of a prostitute flog my daughter like this! I will kill her by myself, Liam, if you dare to grant that bitch bail. Look at our daughter! Natalie has always been jealous of Amelia because Amelia is more pretty than her. She snatched Amelia's boyfriend, knowing that Amelia and Franklin were dating, she stole him and drugged him just like the prostitute her mother was. And you're telling me that you want to release her!""Amelia was at fault for going to see them," Mr. Liam said to which his wife scoffed. "When has going to visit your half-sister and her brother-in-law become a crime?!"Mrs. Jackson's voice was so loud in the living room as she was shouting at her husband, who stood there silently an
Frank Howard;I kept my phone back into my trouser pocket and looked at Mr. Liam Jackson as he asked me, "Who did you suspect as the person who had drugged you, Franklin? You have been married to Natalie for three years. I understand that you and Natalie both have marital issues, but that's not why she would stoop so low as to drug you. Do you both not have sex while living together as a couple?"I was silent as I heard Mr. Liam's question. Indeed, ever since I got married to Natalie, we haven't had sex, and there were rumors in our family that knew us as a couple. They believe either me or Natalie were infertile, the reason we have no child yet.I gulped and looked away, not wanting to meet Mr. Liam's gaze on me. I don't know if he likes Natalie, but I was sure that his wife hated my wife with passion."Franklin, you haven't said anything yet. I am trying to understand who has drugged you? When you went out with Amelia yesterday, did you both drink?" Mr. Liam asked me again."Well, ye
Franklin Howard:I immediately answered the call, "Hello, Amelia.""Hi, Frank. Please, I am so sorry about how my mother had reacted when she saw you," Amelia said, sounding sober."It's okay. You don't have to apologize to me. I apologize for what Natalie did to you," I said."It's alright, Frank. Can we hang out, like get to see each other again?" Amelia was asking me, and I replied, "No. I don't think we can hang out for now. Your father warned me to stay away from you and also your brothers.""Why? But I'm not a kid, and I can decide who I want to hang out with," Amelia said, and I sighed out. Looking at the front of the Restaurant, I told Amelia, "I will call you back later. I want to check on someone for now. And please, you should try to forgive Natalie to get her out of the police station.""No, Frank!" Amelia shouted. "I'm not going to release Natalie for now. She has to go to jail. Is it because you aren't the one that she flogged? Didn't you see how she bruised my skin, and
Franklin Howard;My anger boiled as I looked at the three police officers who were indirectly accusing me of trying to poison my wife. I couldn't blame them, so I picked up the spoon and ate the meal, ensuring to take bites from the top, center, and bottom to show them that the food wasn’t poisoned.I knew that Natalie had no one, and it was only right that I cared for her. Although, I didn’t even know if the police had already gotten her something to eat."That's fine. Pack it up," the first officer said, and I shut the meal cover and packed it away.I’m a billionaire CEO, but I hadn’t dressed elegantly for these officers to know that. I had to obey them, or they wouldn’t let me see Natalie."Come with me," the officer instructed as he stepped out from behind his counter. He led me to the cell where Natalie was locked up with two other women, and she was sleeping on the floor.My fist clenched as I saw my wife sleeping on the hard floor."Officer, open this door and get my wife out!"
**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.