**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 Jackson:It was Saturday evening, and I watched my husband laughing so hard with my elder sister, Amelia Jackson. What pains me more is seeing how well he gets along with her.Franklin Howard has never laughed like this with me before, and here he was, laughing with my elder sister, "hahaha," so loud in the living room.Amelia Jackson is my elder sister; we share the same father but have different mothers.My mother was a mistress to my father, and because I was the unwanted child, my family didn’t like me.I have three older brothers: James, Asher, and Felix. They all dote on Amelia.Amelia and I are the same age, but she is only a month older than me, so that makes her my elder sister.We are both fair in complexion, but while she is tall, I am short and chubby.Frank is a billionaire in this part of the city where we live, and he never liked me, his wife.It was all a mistake that led to Frank and my marriage—a mistake that I also agreed to.Taking you back to three years ag
Natalie Jackson:"Ah!" Amelia cried out, pretending to be hurt, and Frank rushed to meet us."What did you do to her?" he growled at me as he gently helped Amelia up.I hadn’t even pushed her with force; I only wanted to drag her out. And because she saw Frank rushing downstairs to meet us, she faked her injury."Frank, your wife—I mean, Natalie—bit me just now and pushed me away," Amelia said, holding her arm and sobbing as she got up from the floor.Frank looked at me angrily and spat, "I can’t believe you would do this to your only sister. You aren’t even the legitimate daughter of Mr. Liam, and yet you can’t treat your sister right. Come on, Amy, let’s go out to eat and leave her to eat her food alone."Tears welled up in my eyes as I stood watching them. It was Saturday, and Frank definitely didn’t go to work on Saturdays and Sundays.I sobbed, wanting to stop them, and I went outside just in time to see Frank getting into his car after he helped Amelia close the door, like the ge
Franklin Howard:"You're right. We would have gotten married, but it's not too late to divorce your sister now. She isn't up to my standards, and I do not like her," I said as the waiter brought our dinner, and Amelia smiled sweetly."What about me? I have always admired you. Honestly, that night, I felt sad seeing that Natalie drugged you and used you as her pawn to escape from our parents' home. She's just wayward, and I had always hoped we would become a pair," Amelia said, tears gathering in her eyes.I sighed."Don't worry, I will end my marriage with Natalie, okay? She can move on with her life with whomever she pleases; I do not care," I told Amelia, and she smiled sweetly at me."Does that mean you will consider dating me now? I really do love you, Frank," Amelia asked, looking at me earnestly.She was truly beautiful, and with her blue eyes shining, I couldn't say no to her request.I had always wanted to date her. I used to like her. She was tall like a formidable model, with
Franklin Howard:"Okay," Amelia replied, and we started eating the chicken pepper soup that the waiter had earlier served us.We didn't speak to each other while eating, as the pepper soup was spicy. After we were through, we had a few drinks. I was beginning to feel a light headache, and I smiled at Amelia and told her,"I have to go home now. How about we meet up tomorrow, Sunday, again? Do you go to church?""Um, yes, Frank. But I would like to have some time with you today. You know, just you and I," Amelia touched my hand, and I quickly withdrew it, understanding what she wanted."No. We cannot do anything silly right now. I'm still married to your sister, and my family isn't aware that I want to divorce her now," I told Amelia as I was beginning to sweat despite the air conditioning unit in the private parlor.Amelia frowned and tried to touch me again as she said, "No one would know, Frank. I have always wanted you, and now that I'm back, we will be together, and you will send N
Amelia Jackson:I fell asleep waiting for Frank to return home after I had finished eating my dinner alone. When I awoke, I heard loud banging on the door.When I rushed to unlock it, Frank was back and accusing me of drugging him.I thought he was joking, but he was dead serious. He started kissing me as he dropped me on the bed, even before my mind could register what he was doing.Frank hadn't kissed me for three years since we got married. He doesn’t even want to acknowledge me as his wife. He only wants my food, claiming he doesn’t like eating food from outsiders because they don’t cook it well and often mismanage ingredients. So he mostly returns home to eat what I have made for him."Frank, stop!" I tried to push him away as I was breathing heavily. He continued to kiss me hungrily, as if he had been starved of it for so long.I was supposed to be excited that my husband was finally making love to me, but I knew that Frank wasn't in his right frame of mind. I sensed that maybe A