Franklin Howard; After my father left my office, I sighed and thought about my marriage with Natalie. "What went wrong with me?" I asked myself as I remembered all those years I had been cruel to her. "Is there a way to fix this?" I pondered as I switched on my computer to resume my office work. It obviously took me hours to prepare my breakfast at home, which had also delayed me from coming to work, although I had planned to take a day off if my father hadn't called me. I resumed my office work, and my assistant knocked on my office door and entered. "Good afternoon, boss," he greeted me, and I sighed. "Afternoon. What brings you here?" I inquired, knowing that I hadn't sent for him. "Sir, it's the new agreement that was signed today before you arrived at the company," he said, and I paused what I was reviewing on my computer to look at him. "Bring it over and drop it on my desk," I said to him. He wore a black suit as well. "Alright, boss," he approached me and dropped it on
Franklin Howard:I decided to go shopping for my wife first and not change my mind about purchasing a lovely present for Natalie. I entered the first women's boutique at the front of the mall, and the sales representative welcomed me. "What would you like to buy, sir? We mostly sell items and clothes for women," the sales representative said. She was a young woman, almost the same age and size as my wife."Well, I'm looking for beautiful gowns and clothes that would fit my wife. I want to give them to her as a surprise gift," I said to the saleswoman, who smiled, as she had two other sales associates in the shop with her."Okay, come this way, sir. What's your wife's size, and what kind of clothes do you want for her? Hot dresses or decent ones?" the saleswoman asked me. She wore a blue top and a black skirt, and I thought about Natalie's preferences. "I don't know, but I want my wife to look beautiful. Can you get any lovely gowns that you think will fit her? She almost looks like yo
Natalie Jackson:I entered back into the kitchen and used the back of my top to wipe my eyes. I proceeded to dish out the delicious rice that I had cooked. I tried not to dwell on the fact that Franklin's family didn't like me. I was not surprised that his mother already believed the story that I was the one who drugged Franklin.I know her son is handsome, but I wouldn't set him up just to become his wife. As I moved closer to my pot of food, I dished out the meal that I had cooked onto smaller plates. The plates were white ceramic, so I served some portions and sat at the dining table in the kitchen to eat my meal alone."Where's that good-for-nothing wife?" I heard Mrs. Howard bark in the living room while Michael was there with her. I didn't respond or make any attempt to stand up and exit the kitchen. I sat there eating the food alone, trying to refill my stomach as I wasn't in a good mood."Natalie!" She pushed the kitchen door open and entered the kitchen to meet me. "What are
**Franklin Howard**"Babe," I said as I moved away from Michael to speak with my wife. "Where are you taking your box to again?"Natalie looked hurt as it dawned on me that her face was red, as though someone had smacked her. The day I hit her after Amelia arrived here at our home was a day I regretted the most in my life. I had grabbed Natalie and taken the tray of food from her hand."You cannot leave my house," I said, moving to stop her as she sniffled."Just stay away from me, Frank. We can discuss this later," she replied, raising her left hand to shield me away. But I couldn't just allow her to leave me.We had already been discussing how to work on our marriage, and I felt helpless, begging my wife to stay.I ignored her words and held her bag. "I will speak with my mother and talk to her. Just calm down, okay?"I held Natalie close, and she didn't resist as she burst into tears in my arms. I sighed and hugged her warmly, rubbing her back and knowing that I had to be around h
**Natalie Jackson**I sat on the black couch in the living room, waiting for Franklin to return from picking up the gift he said he had bought for me. I knew Franklin didn't like me, but he seemed to have changed after our last encounter.Even though he was drunk that night, something about Franklin had changed. The way he looked at me now conveyed love, clearly reflected in his eyes, as if he didn’t want to let me go.I sighed, waiting for him to return. I looked around our home. It was beautiful; I had prayed for God to touch my husband's heart and make him love me.Maybe I should be thankful to Amelia, as it was after she had drugged Franklin that he changed, and I could see the desire in his eyes. It didn’t seem like he was joking, but I feared he might revert to his old self in the long run.Marriage was a lifetime commitment, and I had been committed to Franklin. He hadn't cheated on me that I was aware of, nor had I heard of any infidelity. I sighed; it wasn’t like I knew any o
**Natalie Jackson**Frank and I finished having our dinner. Although he wanted to feed me, I didn’t accept it. I told him I could do it myself.“Why aren’t you happy that I want to?” Frank asked. I looked at his handsome face as he sat beside me on my left. “I am happy, only that I want us to eat quickly while it's hot.”“Okay,” Frank didn’t argue with me, and we continued with the food until we were through. I stood up and cleared the plates to the kitchen, and as I returned, I recalled the tape that Franklin had asked me to keep in the morning before he left for work.“Franklin,” I called him, since I was already used to calling him by his name. He rose from the chair and walked up to meet me.“What’s it?” he asked as he neared me and pulled me into a warm hug, with my back resting against his chest.“How about the tape you asked me to keep? Won’t you check it out?” I asked him, and he shrugged as if he didn’t want to.“I will check it, but not now. I want to have you first,” Frank
Natalie's POV: I thought Frank had left my room door, but he was still there. "Natalie, do you want me to sleep here by the door before you open up?" he asked me, and I smiled, still lying on the bed and not responding to him. "I am already on the floor, and I will sleep here since that is what you want," Frank said. I remained quiet, not responding to him. To my surprise, I heard movement at my door, followed by a groan from Frank as he laid on the bare floor. I didn't know when I jumped down from the bed and rushed to the door to unlock it. To my surprise, my husband—a billionaire CEO—was lying on the hard floor. "Frank!" I gasped, and he smiled as he sat up by the door. "You thought I was lying, didn't you?" he asked, and I blushed. "I never said that you're lying. Get up; you cannot sleep here. Go back to your room, as I am still angry with you," I told him, and he frowned. He rose, towering above me. "What should I do to make you forgive me? I am really serious about u
Franklin Howard I arrived at my company, and compared to the previous day, I was in a good mood. I focused on my office work and later summoned my assistant into my office. I wanted to hire new staff for Natalie to lighten her workload at home. She wasn't my maid after all, and I had decided to take good care of her and pamper her like a billionaire's wife. My assistant came into my office to see me. He wore a black suit and smiled at me. "You sent for me, boss?" "Yes, I did," I replied, looking at him as I paused what I was clicking on my computer. "I want you to hire new domestic staff for me. Not here, but for my home," I said, leaning back in my office chair and maintaining eye contact with Wesley Ryan. "Okay, boss. Anything else you want me to do for you?" he asked. "No, that's all," I replied. "You can leave now and bring the new staff to meet with me once you hire anyone. The age group should be middle-aged women and above. I don't want any young women in my hous
Michael's Voice:Standing in the meeting hall, I peered out at the parking lot and saw Paul arriving at my hotel.I had already made it clear to him the previous night not to chase after Amelia. She was the mother of my child, and I didn't want her going after him. For some unknown reason, I had been uncomfortable since Paul returned, knowing that he desired to marry Amelia.It made me angry, and I knew that if I did not act quickly, then Paul would beat me to it and rush to make his intentions known to Amelia's parents, as he was so serious about her.I knew that if such a thing happened, I would have already lost my chances with her, as her parents wouldn't listen to me and would be ready to give her up to Paul to marry her.Paul Kingston is a good guy and a popular attorney in the States.My fists clenched, and I swiftly wrapped up the business meeting, as well as discussions about my parents’ reunion.We wrapped up at six, and I asked Asher about his dad, as I would like to see hi
Amelia's POV,I smiled, meeting Paul's curious gaze, and told him, "I don't know, but Michael made it clear that he wouldn't marry me. Maybe he is just joking with you.""I'm not joking, Amelia. I want you to make it clear to me that if my cousin comes to ask for your hand in marriage, will you accept him?" Paul repeated, and I lowered my gaze, avoiding his."I don't know. I have always wanted a complete family, and if Michael is serious, then I wouldn't accept you. I'm sorry," I said to Paul as I raised my head and looked at his handsome face. I saw the look of hurt flash in his eyes."So, aside from using your son as an excuse, why would you want to settle for a man who doesn't really love you but wants your sister?" Paul asked, and I was quiet.Well, I guessed it was my punishment for hurting my half-sister so much. But a part of me wished Michael weren't so cold towards me. Learning that he was a reserved guy like Michael and my brothers and not a playboy was part of what had draw
Amelia's POV.I exited the hotel building and saw Paul standing beside his car, waiting for me."Good evening, Paul," I greeted him with a smile as he stood by his car. He smiled and replied, "Well done, Amy. How was your day today?"Paul wore a crisp white shirt, black trousers, and shoes. He looked handsome and didn't seem to have changed in his looks or his smile, even after it had been long since I last saw him."My day was fine; and yours? You shouldn't have come here to pick me up," I told him, and he nodded with a smile, still standing beside his car in the hotel's parking lot and looking at me."You're right. But I couldn't help but desire to see your pretty face. Can we go now? I want us to visit somewhere special and reminisce about old times since we haven't seen each other in a while," he asked me in a gentle voice like a perfect gentleman.I blushed and replied, "Alright." I looked back at the hotel's magnificent building and got back into my car.I then drove off to anot
Amelia's POV:I continued the rest of the day working at my counter and attending to the hotel’s new visitors.My job was to collect their payments while the staff assisted the guests in finding what they wanted and showing them to various sections of the hotel: the rooms, the restaurant, and the event center.The hotel was a luxury hotel, and I don't regret picking this job. It gives me a view of all the drama that unfolds and the top-notch guests that arrive.I saw when Michael came in; he cast a glance my way but immediately looked away."What's going on between you and the boss?" Ivory asked me, and I sighed, not wanting to tell her about my affair with Michael.While most of them were aware that Michael had a child out of wedlock, they knew he was still single because he only posted my son on his social media profile. In short, he used my baby as his display picture, and he didn't even have to ask me to send photos of Almond to him. He would save any picture he liked from my page
AMELIA JACKSON:I awoke in my room and saw my son awake on the bed, playing with his toy.Meeting his gaze that looked like Michael's made me smile. Though Almond was fair-skinned like me, he was Michael's carbon copy.I smiled, getting off the bed as I remembered the kiss that Michael had given me. I set off to leave for work. Although I recalled Felix's refusal about me working in a hotel, I knew my three overprotective brothers would have dug out the name of the hotel I worked for. So I avoided leaving my bedroom the previous night and stayed in my room with my son, having dinner with him.Getting off the bed, I went to prepare my bath and to bathe my son as I was in a good mood. Sometimes I bathe him, and other times I allow Nancy to do it.As I prepared to bathe Almond first and help him strip off his clothes, Lady Nancy arrived with a smile, and I greeted her, "Good morning, Ma."She donned a white top and black skirt, and she replied with a smile, "Morning, Amelia. Your father
FRANKLIN POV:I got a call from Wesley regarding the man that Chris hired to attack me upon learning that I was in the hospital with Natalie. It raised my suspicions about what had gotten into Chris.I quickly swung into action and had the man arrested as soon as I left the hospital room where Natalie and her mother were, as the police came in time and whisked the man away.Being worried about my wife and twins' safety, I requested extra security personnel to privately safeguard them, as I hadn't hired bouncers before to look after me. Most families living around here were rich, so there was no point in my walking around with bodyguards. But right now, I couldn't take that risk.As I exited the hospital grounds and went to my car, I called Chris directly on the phone and cautioned him, "Chris, what games are you trying to play with me?"Chris was silent on the line and pretended not to know."What are you talking about, brother?" he asked jokingly, and I told him, "You will find out s
AMELIA JACKSON:"You sent for me, sir?" I asked Micheal, emphasizing "sir" so that he would understand why he summoned me."Yes. I did. What relationship did you have with my cousin?" He bluntly asked me, and I looked taken aback."Your cousin? Well, he is my ex, so that makes us familiar," I replied. Micheal rose from his office chair as he walked out to meet me.His office was extremely spacious and painted in white, similar to Franklin's office. I think they had the same taste, as Micheal's home seemed similar to Franklin's too."Familiar enough that you would have to kiss him? Is that how horny you are, Amelia?" Micheal reached for me and grasped my arms, but I shrugged him off."What's wrong with you? You shouldn't be concerned about whether I'm into his cousin or not. You don't want me, so stay away from my affairs." I wanted to leave, but Micheal caught me and pulled me closer to him. Before I could react and push him off, he sealed his lips on mine and kissed me hungrily."Mmm
MICHEAL AUSTIN:"You sent for me, sir?" my assistant asked; he was a 30-year-old man."Yes, I did. Who is in charge of employment, and why is Amelia here?" I glared at him, and he looked at me in shock and asked, "Amelia? I don't know who she is, sir.""Really? Who employed the staff today?" I asked him, and he said, "The human resources management, sir.""Get the staff here. Anyway, it's okay. You can leave," I dismissed him, knowing that my hotel has a way of employing highly trained staff to avoid any misconduct and theft.He looked at me and bowed. "Alright, sir."Once my assistant left my office, I picked up my phone and contacted Amelia's number directly. We had to finish this conversation, and I needed to know why she was here.I was angry, especially after seeing Paul kiss her."Hello," Amelia picked up my call, and I had almost thought that she wouldn't."Hello, Mike," she said, sounding nervous, and I told her, "Come to my office right away.""Your office? Where is it?" Amel
MICHEAL AUSTIN:I was on a phone call with Paul when I came out of the hotel to welcome him. Paul was a top attorney abroad, and he came back for my parents' reunion. Well, we were cousins, and I hadn't expected that he knew Amelia. When I came out to welcome him upon his arrival, I was taken aback to see how Paul swiftly caught Amelia by her right arm and pulled her back to his masculine chest. Before I could react and move to separate them, Paul sealed his lips on Amelia's and kissed her hungrily.My anger boiled upon seeing the way he kissed Amelia. As far as I wasn't in love with Amelia, I had studied the type of person she was. I thought she was the type of lady who threw herself at men because she had forced me to sleep with her. I found out that she hadn't been in any relationship since she returned from school abroad. I tried to mask my anger upon seeing my cousin and Amelia kiss. However, I couldn't even mask it, even as Paul greeted me.I was furious to see that Amelia