Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

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Natalia forced a silent but bitter smile. The guy was a real bastard, but she knew he’d never be

without an heir.

With all the women in his orbit, could any of them fail to give him a child?–

Scarlett cursed under her breath, feeling a bit better after letting off some steam, and then got down to business.

“So, you don’t want this baby, right? Should I just go ahead and schedule the operation after your check–up tomorrow?”

Natalia caressed her belly, swallowing the pain in her heart, and replied softly, “Yes.”

As her voice faded, a tear rolled down from the corner of her eye. In the end, she was the one who should apologize this child. But without a legitimate claim, she had nothing to offer her baby, and how could she dare keep it? She was just an ordinary woman from an ordinary family. She couldn’t let her child be marked as a bastard for life.

Hamilton would never give her a title. He wouldn’t give her any chance to tie him down.

Nor affection, love, family, or children.

He wouldn’t give any of it.

Natalia closed her eyes and wiped away her tears.

The night was quiet and long, and her sleep was restless. She seemed to have a dream.

In the dream, she was back in her childhood. As a child, she and her mother had been through tough times, and the longest they ever stayed in one place was a small fishing village by the riverbank.

It was there that Natalia first met Hamilton. As a child, Hamilton didn’t have his current brooding look. His features were so delicate that he seemed almost like a doll.

Later, Natalia learned that he had been there to recuperate from an ittness. Recovery must have been rough for him because he often sat by the riverbank alone, wiping away tears.

Every time Natalia saw him, she’d offer him a lollipop to cheer him up. He ignored her at first.

But later on, he would secretly perch on her garden wall and call her “Evi.”

Eventually, it seemed his health improved, and he was whisked away by a group of people. Before he left, he promised he would come find her. But Natalia never saw him again.

Their reunion ten years later was accidental.

On her seventeenth birthday, her half–sister claimed she’d lost a bracelet on the beach and asked Natalia to look for it. On the beach, Natalia recognized Hamilton at first glance.

At nineteen, the boy had shed his childishness but carried an air of melancholy. When she

spotted him, he was slowly walking into the cold, tumultuous sea.

Without a second thought, she ran and grabbed him.

The boy turned around, his eyes filled with a cold and ruthless edge that didn’t match his age

Natalia instinctively stepped back in fear..

He scoffed and walked back into the sea.

the easiest thing in the world, you coward!” Natalla yelled at him with

engulfed by the sea. She couldn’t remember what it felt

blurred, a pair of hands suddenly wrapped around her waist. The waves. churned, and her body bobbed up and down. Through the haze, she thought she saw the boy’s pallid,

drag her ashore amid those massive

waking up to his cold face and colder

fend for yourself, it’s none of your business worrying about someone else.”

turned and

cried out in

up, the dream

she found

It was Scarlett.

or drink

a

understood the baby couldn’t stay. Not out of fear of discovery, but

left the hotel. But she stopped short at the hotel entrance at the

Hamilton had found her.

easy if he wanted

for her at all. After the clear–cut conversation last night,

fragile, and she feared

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fleeing. But Hamilton had already stepped

measured steps, his voice laced with barely

in

down on her.

didn’t meet

serious about running off with

lips twitched slightly. “You’re mistaken. I’m leaving because I want to, not because of

“Reason?”

to meet his gaze. “I want to get

eyes narrowed. “Seriously?”

I’m already twenty–seven now.”

face, his eyes flashing

someone in mind?”

for

not, I need to quit the game

raised an eyebrow at her.

a wry smile. Being with him for the money was always the most

break down in front of this man, and she managed a weak smile. “No. But if earning money conflicts with

Hamilton’s expression darkened.

let me go?”

Mr. Fowler? Marry me and

‘yes‘, even a distant, uncertain ‘yes‘, she’d truly be trapped by this man

cold demeanor clearly stating his answer. He stepped back,

always thought you were smart.”