Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 16

Eveleen’s voice caught in her throat.

“I didn’t kick her out. I just asked her to move over a bit.” she said, her voice tinged with a hint of hurt as she looked towards Hamilton.

“Hamilton, you wouldn’t get mad at me over a silly little market manager, would you?”

As she finished her plea, her eyes began to brim with tears.

Over the years abroad, she’d waited for a sign from Hamilton, a call, a message–anything. But to her dismay, four long years passed without a single word from him. Multiple times she’d considered flying back to confront him, but her pride held her back. After all, it was she who had initiated their breakup.

Hamilton had always treated her differently. He’d smile at her with such tenderness, call her by the nickname “Evi” and rush to her side whenever she needed him. He’d even fallen out with his brother for her sake. Yet, for all his special treatment, there were lines he wouldn’t cross. He never touched her intimately, never talked about marriage, and he hadn’t even met her parents. She had hoped, by leaving, to light a fire under him–to make him feel the urgency of committing to her. She knew all too well the lengths she’d gone to be by his side and she couldn’t rest until their union was secured. But instead of fighting for her, he’d simply let her go.

She had left the country in a huff, swearing she wouldn’t return unless Hamilton came begging. She thought it wouldn’t be long before he caved. Yet here she was, four years later, and it had taken rumors of Hamilton and Natalia to finally drive her back home.

Eveleen despised Natalia. Ever since she knew of her existence, she couldn’t stand her. Natalia was prettier, had a better aura, and was even more academically accomplished. It seemed she was superior in every way, except for her family background.

If there could only be one place beside Hamilton, it would have to be hers!

Tears welled up in Eveleen’s eyes as she beheld Hamilton, who leaned back in his chair, a lazy expression on his face. His gaze softened when he noticed the diamond bracelet on her wrist–a trinket he’d found on the beach when he was nineteen. That night, too distracted by his own thoughts and the dim light, he hadn’t paid much attention to the girl who had clung to him in the sea. It wasn’t until the next day that he found the bracelet in the sand, engraved with

the name “Evi.”

His eyes softened, and he playfully ruffled Eveleen’s hair.

“Even if it was just a regular employee sitting next to me today, you shouldn’t have made her move. She’s an employee at my company, not your maid or assistant. How could you be so unreasonable?” he chided gently.

Eveleen, her pride wounded, protested. “I just wanted to be with you! If she’s in your space, of

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I’d want her

devastatingly handsome visage that

to leave that year. So now that you came back, don’t

couldn’t believe Hamilton truly had special feelings for Natalia. His heart was like a fortress; not just

bit nicer to

his eyes remained devoid of mirth. “I’ve given

air, “Hamilton,

but chuckled as if he’d

“I was just kidding.”

hummed indifferently. “Don’t make jokes like that. They’re not funny.”

words were abruptly choked off.

towards the studio lot. Natalia glanced at Hamilton’s car as she got out. Eveleen, fully armed with her charm, got out of the car and latched

shifted her gaze away, heading towards the studio but was stopped at the

her delight was palpable. “Sorry about booting you from the car earlier,” she said, her apology laced with the

everyone heard Eveleen’s words,

a cornerstone of the company, standing by Hamilton’s side since its inception. He had always favored her, and even after a public resignation stunt, she

Natalia so openly, asserting her position as the boss’s lady by making an example of her–especially since no boss’s lady would tolerate another woman outshining her

oblivious to their stares. Her eyes drifted to the intertwined arms of Hamilton and Eveleen, then settled on Hamilton’s face. He appeared unmoved by the

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a laugh. She couldn’t quite pinpoint

was following orders, not because of

stormy blue. Natalia was publicly undermining her,

offered a polite smile to the two of them and entered the studio, her smile fading

colleague approached, eager to engage. “Ms. Jenkins, are Mr. Fowler and Eveleen already

a weary smile as she brushed