**Natalie Jackson**I watch my husband laughing so hard with my elder sister, Amelia. What pains me more is seeing the way he got along with her. Franklin Howard has never laughed like this with me before, and here he is, 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, all of whom dote on Amelia.Amelia and I are of the same age, but she is only a month older than me, making 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 the part of the city we live in, and he has never liked me, who is his wife.It was all a mistake that led to Frank and my marriage—a mistake I also agreed to. Taking you back to three years ago, my father and Franklin's father w
**Natalie Jackson**“Ah!” Amelia cried out like the doll that she was, and Frank rushed up to meet us.“What did you do to her?” Frank growled at me as he softly helped Amelia up.I didn’t even push her with force; I only wanted to drag her out. And because she saw Frank rushing downstairs to meet us, she faked it like she was hurt.“Frank, your wife—I mean, Natalie—bite me just now and pushed me away,” Amelia held her arm and sobbed as she got up from the floor.Frank looked at me angrily and spat, “I cannot believe that you would do this to your only sister. You aren’t even the legitimate daughter of Mr. Liam, and yet you cannot treat your sister right. Come, Amy, let’s go out and eat and allow her to eat her food alone.”"Frank..." Tears welled up in my eyes as I stood watching them. The day was Saturday, and definitely Frank didn’t go to work on Saturdays and Sundays.I sobbed, wanting to stop them, and went outside just in time to see Frank getting into his car after he had helped
**Frank 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 standard, and I do not like her,” I said as the waiter brought our dinner, and Amelia smiled sweetly.“How about me? I have always admired you,” she replied. “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 admired you, hoping we would become a pair.” Tears gathered in her eyes.I sighed.“Do not worry; I will end my marriage with Natalie, okay? And 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 sweetly.She was really beautiful, and with her blue eyes shining, I couldn’t say no to her request.I had always wanted to date Amelia. I used to like her. She was tall like a fo
**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 and had a few drinks, I was beginning to feel a light headache. 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 me,” Amelia touched my hand, and I quickly withdrew it, understanding what she wanted.“No. We cannot do anything silly for now. I’m still married to your sister, and my family isn’t aware that I want to divorce her,” 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 Natali
**Natalie Jackson**I had fallen asleep waiting for my husband to return home after he left the house with Amelia. When I awoke, it was 10 p.m., and I heard loud banging on the door. As I rushed to unlock the door, Franklin was back and accusing me of drugging him.I thought he was joking, but he was dead serious as he carried me on his shoulder and took me straight into our bedroom. Before my mind could register what he was about to do, Franklin started kissing me hungrily, like his life depended on it.Franklin hadn't kissed me for three years since we got married. He didn't even want to acknowledge me as his wife, as he mostly avoided me. He only ate my food and said he doesn’t like eating outside food. That it’s not cooked well and often uses cheap ingredients. So he returns home to eat what I prepare for him, or he orders me to bring his lunch to his office."Frank, stop!" I tried to stop him to catch my breath, but Frank laid me on the bed, and I couldn't push him away.I wa
Natalie Jackson;I rushed downstairs to the living room of our enormous mansion to pick up my phone that I had left on the center table. Picking up my phone, I unlocked the screen and swiftly called Dr. Famous Joseph. He was our family doctor and had been the one treating me or Frank whenever we fell sick since I married Frank.Frank hardly visited the hospital, so he sometimes invited Dr. Famous. I was scared of anything happening to my husband. Even though I knew Frank didn't like me that much, it hadn't reached the point where I would wish him harm.It was a bright and sunny Sunday as the phone call went through."Hello, Doc.""Yes, good morning. Who is this?" Dr. Famous asked, taking me by surprise that he didn't have my phone number stored on his phone."Doc, I'm Mr. Franklin Howard's wife. Please, there is an emergency at our home. Frank came home last night acting drunk, and I don't know what happened to him. He's unconscious and hasn't woken up. Please, can you come to our hou
Natalie Jackson;Dr. Famous offered me a warm smile as he saw me descend the stairs and approach him. He was sitting on one of our black couches, waiting for me and my husband to arrive."Frank will be with you shortly," I informed Dr. Famous, and he smiled at me.A few moments later, Frank, with an angry face, came downstairs and stopped to greet Dr. Famous in the living room.Dr. Famous also stood up and shook hands with Frank. "Good morning, Mr. Howard.""Welcome, Doc." Frank and Dr. Famous shook hands, to which Frank replied."Your wife already told me what happened, but I would like to perform a few tests on you to know what truly happened and where you got drugged," Dr. Famous said. Frank replied, "You don't have to worry about that, Doc. I will get to the bottom of this matter by myself, but I'm feeling a little better now.""Are you sure, Mr. Howard? I would like to draw a sample of your blood to perform a few tests and to understand the cause of the problem. How about we meet
Natalie Jackson;I stood aside, looking from my husband to my sister as Frank was asking 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 to stay, but she refused."I'm a model, Frank! Look at what your stupid wife did to me!" Amelia was showing her hands to Frank, pointing out 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 visit?" 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 as she got into her car, slammed the door, and left.I was satisfied that I had disciplined her, wondering what she came to my house to do. As long as Fra
**Natalie's POV**One week later, after Amelia had welcomed her baby, Franklin's mother came to our home to see us.I was in the kitchen cooking since it was Saturday. I heard the sound of a car driving into the garage, and as I went out of the kitchen to see who it was, I was surprised to see Franklin's mother get out of the car, looking at me with irritation."Good morning, Ma," I greeted her, but she looked away without responding. I sighed and went back into the kitchen as I continued cooking.Later, I came out to the dining room to serve the meal since it was still morning."Franklin, how are you and your wife comfortable staying together when you don't have any children yet? Chris's wife has given birth to a bouncing baby boy, and yet you and Natalie don’t have any kids yet," his mother said."Mom," Franklin sighed, seated across from her in the exquisite living room."We will have kids, Mom. Stop pressuring us about it. We will have kids in God's own time," he replied to her."
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