Natalie's POV:
"Mom, Franklin and I are on good terms now. Although, I'm unsure if I can ask him for money," I said to my mother, and she was silent.
"I do not want to hear all that, Natalie. You are my only child, and I want you to give me grandchildren," my mother said, and my brows furrowed.
I couldn't believe she was pestering me to give her grandchildren when she wasn't even interested in getting married at my age. She was enjoying her life and even tried to abort me. Now, she wanted to force me through what she couldn't do.
"Mom, I am not God who gives children. And why didn't you get married? You could have given me more siblings other than Amelia and her brothers," I said, still nervous, wondering if Franklin hadn't finished his bath. Mom apologized to me, saying, "I am sorry,
