**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 F
**NATALIE'S POV.**"Franklin, what are you trying to do?" I asked my husband, surprised that he was not taking the divorce seriously.Franklin laid me on the couch and started kissing me before my brain could register what he wanted."Something you crave for, or why do you want to become a prostitute? You want other men's cocks, right?" he asked me bluntly, and my cheeks flamed red."No, I don't..." I responded shyly while Franklin passed his hand behind my bra and took the red bra I was wearing off."I will help you out of it, and take you in the hard way then," he said before his lips crashed hard on my chest, sucking my breasts very hard, and I was moaning his name and screaming so loudly."Franklin, stop!!..." I protested, not understanding him. He had been the one always offering me a divorce, and now that I had offered it back to him, he didn't want it.Franklin gently bit my right breast, and I gasped, grasping his head to push him away."What are you doing? You are hurting me?
**NATALIE'S POV** The dining table fell into silence as Franklin and I ate the soup he had served. He amazed me by warming it properly to show off his culinary skills. Grinning, I picked up the meat in my soup and ate it before I offered it to him."Here, how do you like the soup?" I asked him, and he grinned. "It's delicious."I knew I was sounding drunk, so I managed to eat a little more semovita before I rounded up with my food. I wanted to stand up and take the tray of food to the dining table, but Franklin stopped me. "No, babe. You shouldn't stress yourself tonight. Wait for me; I am coming," he said, swiftly getting off his chair to stop me from clearing off my plates to the kitchen. My jaw dropped as I looked at Franklin in surprise and replied, "Alright." I watched him finish up his own soup before he cleared the plates to the kitchen."What has come over him?" I pondered as Franklin's reaction still left me on edge, and I decided not to worry about whether he was preten
NATALIE'S POVI had a busy day in my shop with many customers coming for the new style that I had sewn for a woman the previous weekend.I wasn't even able to eat my lunch meal until my husband arrived at 2 pm."Babe, have you had something to eat yet?" Franklin asked, walking into my shop to meet me where I was busy measuring a new client."No. I had been busy since morning that you dropped me off. See, I have many customers to attend to." I showed Franklin the list of measurements of my new clients that I had written out."I love that dress that you sewed for that woman's daughter. It's so pretty," the middle-aged woman that I was recently measuring said to me with an assuring smile on her face."I will get your dress done before this week runs out," I managed to reply to her with a tired look on my face, but she told me, "No. You don't have to be in a hurry. Just take your time and sew my dress perfectly. I am not in a hurry to have it. But I want it to look its best on me and make
THREE MONTHS LATER.NATALIE'S POV:Everything has been fine between Franklin and me. We went to work, him taking me in his car since I got busier with work. We spent time together most of the time and also at night.On a bright Saturday afternoon, Franklin and I were at home when we heard the sound of a car arriving."Who is that?" I asked, sitting up and raising my head away from Franklin's thighs to see who had arrived, but he held me back."Wait, babe, you don't have to stress yourself to peep out the window. Just switch the television button to display the closed-circuit television," he says, his voice calm as he showed me through the remote.To my surprise, the footage of our mansion displayed on the vast television screen in the living room.Getting out of the car was Mrs. Kimberly Howard. She wore a red native dress, and I wonder who was the fashion designer that designed it for her.The red dress was a long dress that swept the ground that she walked on. I thought she came alo
Natalie's POV."What's wrong, babe? Are you alright?" Franklin asked as he came into the visitor's restroom to meet me."Yeah. I think I am," I replied, having a slight headache, and I touched my temples slowly, caressing them to calm my headache."Are you sure that you are fine? You don't look fine to me," Franklin said, before he touched me and pulled me into his arms."You don't have to get sick because of my mother, alright. You have me here with you," he assured me, patting my back as he hugged me warmly."I know. Thank you for standing by me," I said, hoarsely, and looked at his handsome face since he was taller than me."Yeah. Come, let me take you to the living room to continue watching the movie that we are watching. I was planning on setting up a home cinema for you to watch. How do you see it?" He asked, before I felt tired and sleepy, and I gave a nod and rested on him."Anything you want to do. I will appreciate it," I told him, tiredly, and he carried me out of the bathr
Natalie's POV Six months later, on a cool Wednesday morning, I was at home sitting on a dining chair in my kitchen when I felt a sudden pull in my tummy.Franklin hadn't been going to work because we were expecting twins. The scan results showed that we were going to have a baby boy and a girl.I was super excited that my pregnancy journey had been interesting. Franklin hadn't informed his family yet that I was pregnant. Although Dr. Famous still treated Franklin's family, I wasn't sure if he had told them yet.Franklin was wearing a white singlet and black trousers and was preparing a cup of tea and bread for me so we could have breakfast when I gasped. "Ah!" I felt my babies were coming, so I called for my husband's attention."Babe, is everything alright?" Franklin quickly rushed over to me. I stood up carefully, shaking my head as I replied, "No. Our babies. They are coming."Franklin had to take me to the hospital, where I went into labor.A few hours later, I was given my twins
Franklin's POV;I could see the look of hesitation on my mother's face. She didn't want Natalie's mother to look after my newborn babies, probably viewing her as a bad influence. But she was still Natalia's mother, and I believed that she didn't have any bad intentions toward the little ones."Well, if you insist, Franklin. I have to be on my way home now. Take care, and I will come over tomorrow to stay with you and your wife for at least a month to celebrate with you all," my mother said, her smile radiant as she looked at me."Alright, Mom. You can come and live with us for a short while, as long as you don't trouble my wife or fight with her mother. You are always welcome in our home.""Franklin..." My mother shot me a disdainful look, but she masked it with a smile upon hearing the hint of my warning."Mama, you can come home to see us and live with us. I know that you were only angry with me before because of my inability to have a child earlier," Natalie interjected, speaking t
Natalie's POV."I feel so emotional right now," I told my husband as we walked into the house together."You don't have to feel that way," Franklin said to me as we walked into the living room together."I just felt like your mother and your sister should have not left us right now," I laughed sadly and wiped off my tears, and my husband smiled and hugged me."You can always go and visit them if you want. My Dad's home isn't far," he said, caressing my shoulder warmly, and I nodded."I know," I hugged him and pulled him into a kiss as he was taller than me."Thanks for being a wonderful husband," I told Franklin once our lips parted, and he smiled."You're welcome," we kissed again and went to join my mother upstairs, since she was in her room with my twins and looking at us.The sun was hot, so we didn't want to take the twins under the sun to say their goodbyes to their grandma and aunt.As I went to pick up my phone, guess what I saw. It was a message from Amelia, showing me a diam
Amalie's POV.As I arrived at my father's house, I drove my car into the residence and parked it.I recalled Micheal's attempt to kiss me goodbye when he returned back with my son for us to leave.Almond was crying, not wanting to let go of Micheal. And I was shocked that he was already fond of Micheal's touch.It reminded me of Almond's one-year birthday. Micheal came to see me and celebrate with my baby, but it was a low-key celebration and not like it was aired.Sighing, I turned off my car and got out. I moved over to the passenger seat at the front to get Almond out of the car and I took him indoors."How did the event go, Amalie?" Mom asked, as soon as I got into the living room."Good evening, Mom. It went well. Although it is more like a family reunion stuff in their house. So I didn't wait for the event to end," I told my mother, and she said,"That's fine. As long as you attended it," Mom replied from the couch where she sat watching the flat-screen television and the teleno
Natalie's POV.As I finished breastfeeding my son, I laid him on the bed and stood up to check outside the window of the room on the top floor.The sound of a car arriving caught my attention and I moved ahead to the balcony to peer on who had arrived.A black car drove into our residence and parked. Taking a closer look at the car, Susan came out first and I knew that Franklin's mother and sister had arrived.Susan donned a blue top and black trousers as she got out of the car, smiling from cheek to cheek.As I stood there at the balcony, I watched Susan walk back to the trunk of the black SUV and pull out two boxes."We're home!" She exclaimed as she shut the trunk of the car.Mrs. Kimberly got out of the car wearing a deep green dress and black shoes. She smiled, just as Franklin walked up to welcome her."Welcome, Mom," Franklin hugged his mother and his sister politely, and I saw my mother arrive from the grocery shopping that she had gone to do.Sighing, I moved away from the ba
Amelia's POV:"Why are you standing behind me? Since when did you get here?" I asked Micheal as I met his gaze, and he smiled."I came out immediately you left the hall. It wasn't necessary for you to have told Natalie where you saw the photos. I didn't bother to tell her since she is already married," Micheal said with a sad smile on his face, but I asked him, "You know that she is married, and yet, you stored a married woman's photograph in your album. Anyway, it's none of my business. I have to go home now with my son and say my goodbye to your parents."I told Micheal just as I walked up to meet him to take Almond away from his arms. But to my shock, Almond refused to come with me as he clutched tightly to Micheal's shirt, not agreeing to let go."He is our son, Amelia. Not your son alone," Micheal said, smiling after seeing that our son doesn't want to come with me."Fine. You can take him to your house and take care of him. I have to go home now. Let me tell your parents goodbye
Amelia's POV:Honestly, I had not expected to kiss Micheal. Or for him to kiss me. The way he looked at me made me blush, but recalling that he had my sister's photos for that long period of time made me jealous.I took my phone and dashed away from his bedroom, stepping out for some fresh air and coming downstairs to the ground floor for the party."What happened between you and my brother, Amelia? Your face appears so flushed," Gloria Austin asked me as I went to the couch to meet her.She had changed from her casual red dress and now she donned a blue dress that was designed with diamond embroidery at the top and the bottom of the dress. It was a sleeveless dress, but it perfectly accentuated her figure."Nothing," I told her as she sat there drinking, and she offered me a drink."Do you care for some? I know that you wouldn't want to go into detail about what went on doing with my brother, after I left you with him. But from the look of it, I can tell that you and Micheal are gett
Michael's POV:I arrived here earlier and met my mother in the living room. She informed me that Amelia was here with her grandson and said, "Maybe she went upstairs with Gloria.""Alright, Mom," I went upstairs to find my sister and Amelia, as I was not expecting to see Amelia in my father's house.But to my shock, she was in my room, instead of my sister's room, and she was going through my photo album.I had kept those photos for years, with the hope of showing them to Natalie, but Franklin snatched her and refused to divorce her. What hurt me more was Natalie's confirmation to me that she loves Franklin and cannot divorce him. I knew that I cannot have her, and it was all Amelia's fault.Now, she accused me and looked at me like I had wronged her."Michael, what are you trying to do?" Amelia asked, avoiding me as I marched up to meet her."You walked away from my mother, and not only that, you want to ruin her happy day of reconciliation with my Dad, just because of your personal
Amelia's POV"I want to send this pictures to Natalie. How can Michael have this photographs with him? I cannot recall meeting him then. Not to mention Franklin. It means he had been in love with Natalie for long," I lamented after snapping some of the pictures.It was part of the reason I disliked my sister then. She had a bigger bust than me. Her hips were very inviting, even me as a woman was jealous, so I derived joy in bullying her.She got that perfect body, despite her being short."There's no need to send these photos to Natalie. She is married now, and these were throwback photos. I only wanted you to see photos of my brother and not this," Gloria said, but I had already sent all the photos to Natalie and Franklin."I don't care. Your brother should better explain how he got this. Did he pay someone to spy on my sister and me? How can he have pictures of Natalie and me in bikinis, when we don't have them?" I asked her, although we had the videos recording from our 18th birthd
Amelia's POV:"Good morning, Dad, Mom," I greeted my parents in the living room as I came downstairs and saw them seated together on the couch.It was a Sunday, and Dad and Mom don't go to church often."Morning, Amelia," Dad replied, wearing a white garment, and my mother wore a white nightdress and sat beside him."Where are you off to?" Dad asked me, seeing me dressed up and carrying my son in my arms."I am going to the Austin's residential estate. But I would like to have my breakfast first before leaving the house," I told my father, and he smiled."That's good. Come, let us have breakfast together. Do you know their house address?" Dad asked me, rising up from the couch as he walked up to the dining table to meet me and Almond. As I set my son to sit next to me in the dining chair."Not really," I replied, and my father nodded and said, "I will give you their address."Mom came over to the dining table and joined us for breakfast. A maid walked out of the kitchen and served us
AMELIA'S POVI felt relieved after chatting with Natalie, and she advised me to give Michael a chance and not push him away now that he wanted us to get back together.Sighing, I went to plug my phone into its charger. However, it rang with an incoming call from Paul."Hey, Amelia. What's up? I wanted to know if you have gone home as I am about to leave the party now?" Paul asked, and I told him,"I am at home.""Alright. Take care of yourself. Will you be attending the Thanksgiving service tomorrow? Although they will go to church and do the rest of the party in their family house, and only family members can honor the event," Paul said, and I told him, "I will. How about you?""Well, I am not attending it, as I am still pissed off that Michael didn't tell me about you before my return. I feel bad, and I don't have to pretend with him like I am okay about it," Paul lamented, and I could feel his frustration."I'm sorry," I apologized to him, and he said, "It's okay, Amelia. None of i