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's POV
I watched my husband, Franklin Howard, laugh so hard with my elder sister, Amelia Jackson in the living room.
What pained me the most was the way he got along with her.
Franklin had not laughed like this with me before, and here he was, laughing loudly with her.
Amelia Jackson was my half sister. We shared the same father but had different mothers.
My mother had 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. All of them doted on Amelia.
Amelia and I were the same age, but she was only a month older than me, so that made her my elder sister.
We both had fair complexions, but while she was tall, I was short and chubby.
Franklin was a billionaire in this part of the city where we lived, and he never liked me, his wife.
Our marriage resulted from a mistake that I shouldn't have accepted.
Three years ago; My father and Franklin's father were best friends. My father hosted a business party at home and invited a lot of tycoons.
One thing led to another, and Franklin and I ended up caught in my room.
I knew Amelia had 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.
Our families forced us to become a couple to hide the embarrassment, as Franklin's family felt disappointed too.
Everyone knew I was my father's illegitimate daughter, and they wondered why he had kept me instead of kicking me out and allowing Amelia to marry Franklin.
After my wedding with Franklin, I discovered that Amelia had a hidden crush on him. She regretted drugging my drink-that was what I had served Franklin when he came to speak to me on that eventful night.
A lot of invitees had brought their adult children, but none of them came to speak to me.
I was already twenty-two years old then-naive-and Franklin and I got caught in a compromising position on the bed. We married while Amelia wept that Franklin was supposed to be her husband.
Franklin didn't like me. After that night, we never slept with each other, and I did not 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 of a sister to want to date her younger sister's husband?
Amelia was so shameless. Franklin was five years older than me, and as I'm twenty-five now, he's thirty.
I watched Franklin in a white tank top that revealed his masculine abs-he loved to gym. He had a fair complexion and was more handsome than any other man I had seen.
His skin glittered like the sun, and I saw the way Amelia gawking over him.
Franklin was tall. His arms were mascular, and so were his thighs. I didn't even reach his chest-to tell you the truth, I'm a shorty. Although, I had an hourglass shape. He didn't find me attractive in any way.
"How was your studies, Amy?" I heard Franklin ask 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 had no maid at home. Franklin had 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 pursue further education. My stepmother forced me to learn tailoring while Amelia went to university and became a certified accountant.
Franklin didn't even allow me to sew. He felt it was a useless profession, like becoming a fashion designer.
He called me ugly and said that I wasn't fashionable.
He didn't like to take me out to hang out with his friends. He never gave me money for upkeep either.
I only managed to get money for my upkeep when he gave me money to restock the house with foodstuffs. Only then did I manage to save some for my personal use.
"It was fine, Frankie," Amelia replied, and I hated how she and my husband called 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, like he didn't want to see me.
"Natalie! Is the dinner ready?" Franklin asked me, just as he settled across from Amelia on the next black couch in our living room.
I had finished preparing the delicious African delicacy of pounded yam and vegetable soup.
I looked at the food that I had prepared and then at my husband and my half-sister.
"Natalie! I'm 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. Neither would I serve her any food. She should get out and return to our father's house and look for 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 me and snatched the tray from my hand.
I looked at him irritably, and Amelia smiled and rolled her eyes-I knew her target. She wanted to steal my husband.
She had sent me a text message the previous month, telling me that she was coming back to collect everything that I had stolen from her, including my husband.
"Franklin, you slapped me because of what? I cooked this food, and you cannot 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. Do not think that I will apologize to you for the slap. Come, Amy-do not mind your sister. That's how silly she behaves." Franklin called out for Amelia, and I watched as she seductively stood up from the couch in her brown dress that made her look like a model. 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 knew Amelia was my sister, and I wasn't supposed to feel jealous. But Franklin had never served me any food before, not to mention the one that I cooked myself.
Franklin also saw that I hadn't served any bowl of water, so he went to the kitchen himself and brought a bowl of water for Amelia to wash her hands.
He sat across from her, and she blushed, not caring to ask me to join them in eating.
"Franklin!" I shouted and walked toward the plate of soup that I had served for myself-as that was the portion that Franklin had served for Amelia as her own plate of soup to eat.
"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, and 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, and he warned me, "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 living room stairs and dashed upstairs to his bedroom.
Yes, Franklin and I had different bedrooms. I looked back at Amelia and shouted at her, "You shameless slut-aren't you ashamed to date your sister's husband? As beautiful as you are, you cannot use your beauty to find your own husband!" I cussed at Amelia, and she hissed.
"Get out of my house!" I raged, remembering that Amelia and her brothers never liked me. They had mostly maltreated me, and while I had thought that getting married would give me my own happiness and family, this very same family that didn'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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Chapter 2 02
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Chapter 3 03
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Chapter 4 04
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Chapter 5 05
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Chapter 6 06
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Chapter 7 07
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Chapter 8 08
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Chapter 9 09
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Chapter 10 10.
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Chapter 11 11.
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Chapter 12 12.
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Chapter 13 13.
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Chapter 14 14.
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Chapter 15 15.
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Chapter 16 16.
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Chapter 17 17.
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Chapter 18 18.
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Chapter 19 19.
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Chapter 20 20.
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Chapter 21 21.
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Chapter 22 22.
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Chapter 23 23.
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Chapter 24 24.
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Chapter 25 25.
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Chapter 26 26.
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Chapter 27 27.
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Chapter 28 28.
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Chapter 29 29.
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Chapter 30 30.
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Chapter 31 31.
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Chapter 32 32.
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Chapter 33 33.
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Chapter 34 34.
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Chapter 35 35.
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Chapter 36 36.
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Chapter 37 37.
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Chapter 38 38.
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Chapter 39 39.
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Chapter 40 40.
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