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Natalie Jackson, a 25-year-old woman, wanted to file for a divorce, but her husband declined. She was the illegitimate daughter of her father. Her in-laws treated her poorly, and now she had made up her mind to leave her marriage, but Franklin refused. Do you think Natalie will give Franklin a second chance? What happened when she struggled to give him a child, and her half-sister desired him too? Find out.
NATALIE:
It was a Saturday evening. I had finished preparing dinner in the kitchen and came out to the dining table to set it up. However, I saw that my elder sister had visited us.
I watched my husband, Franklin Howard laughing so hard with my elder sister, Amelia Jackson. What pained me the most was seeing how well he got along with her.
Franklin had never laughed like that with me before, and here he was, laughing loudly with my elder sister in the living room.
Amelia Jackson was my elder sister. We shared the same father but had different mothers.
My mother had once been a mistress to my father, and because I was the unwanted child, my family didn't like me.
I had three older brothers: James, Asher, and Felix. They all doted on Amelia.
Amelia and I were the same age, but she was only a month older than me, which made her my elder sister.
We were both fair-complexioned, but while she was tall, I was short and chubby.
Franklin is a billionaire in this part of the city where we live, and he never liked me, even though I was his wife.
It was a mistake that led to Franklin and my marriage-a mistake I shouldn't have accepted.
Taking you back to three years ago, my father and Franklin's father were best friends. While my father was hosting a business party at home, he invited a lot of tycoons.
One thing led to another, and Franklin and I were caught in my room.
I knew Amelia was the one who set us up, but no one believed me. Even Franklin didn't believe me. He thought I had drugged him and lured him to my room so that he would sleep with me.
We were forced to become a couple to hide the embarrassment, as Franklin's family was also disappointed.
Everyone knew I was my father's illegitimate daughter, and they wondered why he had kept me instead of kicking me out and letting Amelia marry Franklin.
After my wedding with Franklin, I discovered that Amelia had a hidden crush on him. She regretted drugging my drink, as that was what I had served Franklin when he came to speak to me on that eventful night.
Many guests had brought their adult children, but none of them came to speak to me.
I was 22 years old then-and with Franklin and me caught in a compromising position on the bed, we got married while Amelia wept, claiming Franklin was supposed to be her husband.
Franklin didn't like me. After that night, we didn't sleep with each other, and I didn't conceive, even though it was my first time.
We lived like neighbors who hated each other, and now that Amelia had graduated, Franklin wanted to divorce me to marry her.
How shameless for a sister to want to date her younger sister's husband?
Amelia is so shameless. Franklin is five years older than me, and as I am 25 now, he is 30.
I watched as Franklin, wearing a white singlet that revealed his masculine abs-he loved to gym-was fair-complexioned and more handsome than any other man I had seen.
His skin glittered like the sun, and I could see the way Amelia was gawking at him.
Franklin is very tall, with bigger arms and thighs. I barely reach his chest; I'm a shorty, although I have an hourglass shape.
Franklin doesn't find me attractive in any way.
"How was your studies, Amy?" I heard Franklin asking Amelia. He had switched from calling her Amelia to Amy, her abbreviated name.
Amelia blushed as she picked up the glass cup of wine that Franklin had refilled, while I sat at the dining table setting up our dinner.
We have no maid at home because Franklin mandated that I wouldn't go to work since I didn't have any meaningful certificate.
As the illegitimate child of my parents, I didn't further my education and was forced by my stepmother to learn tailoring, while Amelia went to university and became a certified accountant.
I wasn't even allowed to sew, as Franklin felt it was a useless profession, like becoming a fashion designer.
He calls me ugly and says I'm not fashionable.
He doesn't like to take me out to hang out with his friends and neither does he give me money for upkeep.
I only managed to get money for my upkeep when he gave me money to restock the house with foodstuffs; only then could I save some for my personal use.
"It was fine, Frankie," Amelia replied.
I hated how Amelia and my husband were calling each other pet names.
This was my matrimonial home, and Franklin only called me "Natalie!"
In short, he shouted my name with so much rage, as if he didn't want to see me.
"Natalie! Is the dinner ready?" Franklin inquired, just as he settled across from Amelia on the next black couch in our exquisite living room.
I was through preparing the delicious African delicacy of pounded yam and vegetable soup.
I looked at the food I had prepared, and at my husband and my half-sister.
"Natalie! I am talking to you!" Franklin shouted at me again.
"Hmm, no food for you both," I replied and covered the food that I had already served.
Firstly, I hadn't invited Amelia to my home, and I wouldn't serve her any food. She should get out and return to our father's house to find her own husband to call pet names with.
Franklin hastily rose from the couch and dashed up to meet me.
"Where are you taking the tray of food? Have you lost your mind?" Franklin slapped me as he approached and took the tray from my hand.
I looked at him irritably and at Amelia, who smiled and rolled her eyes, as I knew her target: she wanted to take my husband.
Amelia had sent me a text message the previous month, telling me she was coming back to take everything I had "stolen" from her, including my husband.
"Franklin, you slapped me because of what? I cooked this food, and you can't eat it," I said.
"Why? Didn't I give you the money you used to prepare the meal? Did you work for the money? Move away and get me a bowl of water to wash my hands. And do not think I will apologize for the slap. Come, Amy; do not mind your sister. That's how silly she behaves," Franklin called out to Amelia.
I watched as she seductively stood up from the couch in her brown dress that made her look like a model, as the brown dress accentuated her hips and bosom.
Amelia walked up to the dining table, and I stood there watching as Franklin served her the delicious plate of pounded yam and vegetable soup that I had suffered to cook.
I know Amelia was my sister, and I wasn't supposed to be jealous, but Franklin had never served me any food before, let alone the one I had cooked myself.
Franklin also saw that I hadn't served any bowl of water, so he went to the kitchen himself and brought one for Amelia to wash her hands.
He sat across from Amelia, and she was blushing, not caring to ask me to join them in eating.
"Franklin!" I shouted and walked toward the plate of soup I had served for myself-the portion that Franklin had meant for Amelia.
"What's wrong with you, Natalie? Should we leave this food for you to eat? Come, Amy; let's go out to get something more palatable to eat," Franklin said, standing up from the dining table.
I hated it whenever I suffered to cook and my husband went out of our matrimonial home to eat.
"Franklin!" I tried to stop him, but he warned, "Stay away from me, Natalie. Just go and eat your food since you don't want your sister and me to eat it. Who knows if you poisoned it?"
"What?" I frowned, as Franklin's words broke my heart. He quickly took the stairs in the living room and dashed upstairs to his bedroom.
Yes, Franklin and I have different bedrooms. I looked back at Amelia and shouted at her, "You shameless slut, aren't you ashamed to be pursuing your sister's husband? As beautiful as you are, you can't use your beauty to find your own husband!"
"Get out of my house!" I was enraged, remembering that Amelia and her three brothers never liked me. They mostly maltreated me, and while I had thought that getting married would bring me happiness and a family, this very family that doesn't want my happiness wouldn't let me be.
As I rushed to push Amelia out of the house, she fell down and pretended to be hurt.
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