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
Franklin Howard:I didn't find Michael's revelation funny at all. I moved back to my desk, settled into my office chair, and looked at him."Is that why you came here to tell me that you want my wife?" I asked him, gazing directly at his face as I placed my hands on my desk. I had started to prepare my lunch that Natalie had brought into my office."Yes, Franklin," Michael replied. "I used to admire Natalie. I wanted her before you two accidentally got married, and you claimed she drugged you and that you were caught on her bed. I wished I was the man who had gone after her that night."I frowned as I watched my friend's face, hearing him express how much he wanted my wife. He concluded, "But it was already too late for me. Why don't you proceed with divorcing Natalie now? It's still early, Frank. Besides, you and I know that you don't like Natalie. Just let me have her."I shut the blue food flask that I had taken out of the lunch bag."No, Michael," I shook my head and picked up my
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.
Natalie's POV.One week later, Franklin and I set out to attend Chris's wedding. The wedding venue was at a Catholic church, so we made preparations in our room.Frank donned a black tuxedo, and I wore a golden dress that perfectly accentuated my figure."Frank, did your brother invite my family?" I asked, to which Franklin replied, "I don't know. But I think so.""Alright."We finished dressing up and made our way downstairs to the living room. Lady Esther was still cleaning up the house, and we told her to give the key to Alex once she was through.Franklin and I got into one of his cars, as my car was parked in the garage.Franklin drove off to the wedding venue, and I was amazed at the large number of guests that were present. It was unlike my own wedding to Franklin.I watched as the wedding ceremony started. Some guests in black tuxedos who were familiar with Franklin greeted him as we watched the bride make her entry into the church hall.The pianist played the keyboard as she
Natalie's POV"Why, Frank? Why don't you want me to go and see Michael? It's not like I want to do anything with him; I just want to speak with him about accepting Amelia," I said as I pouted my lips in his car."You cannot be the one to advise Michael. Just leave him alone to decide for himself," Franklin bluntly refused, and I looked at him and asked, "Don't you trust me?"Franklin looked at me just as he parked his car and said, "I do, but not with a man who has his eyes on you. I cannot stand that chance, Natalie. Try and understand me.""Fine." I pouted, and Franklin assured me, "Don't worry, I will see Michael, or whenever we run into him again, then I can permit you to discuss with him on the way, and not in the confines of his home or office.""Alright," I replied, and Franklin turned off his car engine, and we got out of his car.I followed him, and we went into the house together.As it was nightfall, I proceeded to the kitchen to prepare our dinner. After I was through, I m
**Franklin's POV**I sat back on the couch in the living room just after my wife had left the house. I wasn't impressed with the way my mother often disrespected my wife, and I was wondering when all this would stop."So, Mom, what do you want me to do for Chris?" I asked her, as I had clearly rejected her invitation the previous week.Although I knew why she was calling me, it was about the company and about Chris having a fiancée who was pregnant with his child.I didn't know my brother's fiancée, although I knew he had posted that he was engaged, but I wasn't sure of who he was dating.This was my first time seeing her here, and to be honest, I didn't like the fact that the white dress she wore was revealing her baby bump."Franklin, I am sorry about what happened at the company the previous week. I tried negotiating with Dad, but he wouldn't comply. He feels I wouldn't manage the company well, even when I had done well in your absence the previous month," Chris said, and I looked
**Natalie's POV**The following week, Franklin and I spent time together setting up my new shop, where I intend to start selling the following week.We got all the sewing machines needed to sew some of my customers' clothes, and now he seems to appreciate my work.We went to the new hospital during the week to check if either of us had any medical issues that could be the reason I hadn't conceived yet. But the doctor said that we both were fine, and I tried not to worry about having a child again.It had been my dream to own my own store, and here we are.As the new week arrived, I was eager to start my shop and welcome my first customer for the day.I got up from bed and prepared to leave for work. The second woman who worked for us had stopped, and only Lady Esther Jacob still arrived to clean the whole house.I went to take my bath while Franklin was still sleeping on the bed.We made love the previous night, and now I had to prepare for my new business."Frank, good morning," I sa
Natalia Jackson:After Franklin and I finished touring the new shop, which was fitted with new glass at the front and freshly painted, we spoke about hiring someone to help me set up my shop.I was glad at the end of the day, and we thanked the staff before going to a restaurant for dinner.My mind was still preoccupied with thoughts about Amelia's pregnancy as Franklin and I sat across from each other at the restaurant table and chairs.Since I had grown too lazy to cook due to my unnecessary worrying, Franklin suggested we eat out, even though he doesn't usually like it."Babe, should we hire a chef?" Franklin asked me, trying to distract me from my thoughts."A chef?" I pondered it but shook my head."No. I don't need a chef. Don't worry, I will make lovely dinners for us tomorrow," I told him just as our meals arrived. We resumed eating, but just then, Gloria Austin came into the restaurant. Her face was stern as she walked in. Her expression changed as her eyes caught sight of me
Natalie Jackson,Arriving at the hospital where my family and I were registered, Franklin parked his car in the hospital parking lot, and we got out.We made our way into the hospital. The nurses in white uniforms welcomed us; they were already familiar with us."Who are you here to see?" one of the nurses asked, while the other attended to other patients.It was already afternoon, around 1 p.m., when Franklin and I arrived, and I gave the nurse Amelia's ward number."She's my sister. So we're here to see her," I told the female nurse, and she responded, "Alright. You can go there now, but note that visiting time will soon be over.""Thank you," we replied. Franklin and I went to the second floor where Amelia was admitted.As we got there, Amelia's mother was in the room. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw us enter."What are you doing here, Natalie? Get out!" she barked, her left hand pointing at the door for me to leave."Good afternoon, Ma, we are here to see Amelia," Franklin
Micheal's POV:I looked at my phone's screen after my phone call with Amelia ended. I wondered, "Should I go to the hospital today to see her? What if her family is there?"I pondered all these thoughts as I continued with the rest of my work for the day.I recalled Asher coming to challenge me at my house, and I knew he would be there in the hospital.Later, I rose from my chair and went to tour my hotel, as I had other shows to attend. I considered that after I closed from work, I would go and see Amelia and inform her not to abort my child.But what if she ended up aborting the pregnancy? I was restless, but I remembered the look of admiration I had seen in Amelia's eyes. Even when I told her that I did not want her and that we could not date, she didn't want to give up the hope that she could win me back. I sighed and went to the event shows, believing Amelia wouldn't terminate her pregnancy even after I had ordered her to, as she would want to use it to pin it on me. Not now that