Chapter 19

Natalia tried to compose herself, her eyes locking with Hamilton’s.

“Just a bit of an upset stomach,” she said naturally, bending down to splash some water on her face.

Hamilton observed her silently.

It felt like an eternity before he finally turned and left the room. Only when she sensed his gaze had vanished did Natalia allow herself a small sigh of relief.

After washing up, she reached for her medicine and headed into the bedroom. She took the pills, one by one, just as Scarlett had prescribed. As she swallowed the last one, Hamilton happened to walk in.

His eyes landed on the pillbox on the nightstand. Hands in his pockets, he strolled over and picked it up.

“Where did you get these medicine?”

“The hospital.”

“When?”

Natalia paused for a moment, “The night of the emergency room visit.”

Hamilton’s eyes narrowed slightly and said, “I never knew you had a stomach issue. It got this bad all of a sudden?”

Natalia offered a small smile, “It’s always been there, and you just might not have noticed.”

Hamilton paid attention to her, but his concern was always limited to her interactions with other men. As for her health, that didn’t seem to be on his radar.

“Is that so?” Hamilton didn’t press further. “If you’re feeling unwell, you should get some rest.”

“Alright.”

Natalia grabbed her pajamas and headed to the bathroom. When she came out from her shower, Hamilton was gone from the room.

Natalia dried her hair, and a knock came at the door. She opened it to find the delivery guy from Hamilton’s favorite diner standing there.

“Mr. Fowler noticed you didn’t eat dinner, and with your stomach upset, he ordered you a vegetable soup.”

Natalia accepted it with a “Thank you.

She carried the soup back to her room. Her stomach was indeed empty, but she had no appetite. Yet, for the sake of the baby, she forced down the soup.

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Chapter 19

down, she soon drifted off to

next awakening was courtesy of her phone’s insistent buzzing. Picking

up?

Jenkins, my brother’s had a bit too much to drink. Could you come pick him

“Sure, send

the address from Alden popped up.

Royal Nightclub.

A private booth.

door open to find Hamilton lounging on the sofa, a cigarette dangling from his fingers, his mood

Alden sitting beside

at truth or dare. I was dared to call you, to get you here by any means. I’m so sorry–I didn’t think you’d actually

finally

who remained indifferent, his expression unreadable. He didn’t seem to care that she was

she closed her eyes briefly, suppressing the discomfort.

Fowler, if you don’t need anything, I’ll be

“Come here.”

voice was terse, tossing

reeked of smoke, and she had no desire to stay, but defying Hamilton’s order would likely result in

on, Ms. Jenkins, since you’re here, stay and play a bit.”

her, Natalia had no choice but to

as she sat down, Hamilton wrapped an arm around her waist. His chin rested on

did you come?”

thought you really

ever

fell upon her. Indeed, when had she ever seen Hamilton lose

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himself to

social events.

“I’m sorry.”

Natalia could say.

voice was lazy. “No need to apologize. I was just curious if you

Natalia admitted, “As long as it’s about

remarked,

leaned away.

word ‘foolish‘. It was mostly mockery laced with

won’t you join

not so

of, Ms.

other for so long and never played together. You wouldn’t let us down. would you?”

their voices, Natalia looked at Hamilton, whose expression was cool and detached.

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