Chapter 008

Natalie Jackson.

I stood aside, looking from my husband to my sister as Frank asked her if she was alright.

"No, Frank, allow me to go home. Natalie must rot in jail today!" Amelia sobbed, and Frank tried to persuade 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.

"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 for 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 apologies?!" 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, got into her car, shut the car door, and left.

I was satisfied that I had disciplined her as I wondered what she came to my house to do. So long