Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Back when social engagements didn’t tie him up, Hamilton often enjoyed the luxury of meals prepared at home by Natalia.

He was a food snob, finicky about every detail from the ingredients to the plating. Unless he had to, he seldom dined out.

In the early days of their relationship, Natalia went to great lengths to satisfy his

s gourmet inclinations. She once basked in the glow of his casual “not bad” for days on end. It seemed she had given him all of her efforts, youthful days, and heart–fluttering moments.

The memory of cooking his favorite meal with a heart full of happiness now felt so distant.

“What’s wrong?” Scarlett asked.

Natalia hung up the phone, her face a shade paler than usual. “I have to go back.”

Money was tight for her. She had to admit she still needed to rely on Hamilton for financial support.

Her mother’s medical bills were a bottomless pit. And now, with a child on the way, a child she hadn’t initially planned for, she needed a solid financial foundation more than ever.

After parting ways with Scarlett, Natalia made her way to the local farmer’s market.

Hamilton insisted on the freshest ingredients; leftovers never lasted overnight in their fridge.

By the time Natalia returned from the market, the evening had settled in. She spent two full hours in the kitchen conjuring up a meal of four dishes and a soup. Hamilton’s dining preferences were nothing short of ritualistic and Natalia could not afford to be careless in the

kitchen.

After two hours amid the greasy fumes, she felt nauseated and had to take antiemetic medication before calling Hamilton. But his phone went unanswered.

She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was eight o’clock.

He shouldn’t be in a meeting or working late at this hour. Did he not hear the phone, or was he ignoring it?

After a moment’s hesitation, she dialed again. This time, he rejected her call straight up.

Staring at the disconnected call, a wave of frustration washed over her. She exhaled softly and sent him a message.

When are you

later,

coming home

at the message before replying

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it, she found herself fixated on Hamilton’s text. It was a peculiar feeling, a blend of

man’s heart isn’t with you, he’ll never appreciate your

her, and she rushed to the

the sink, staring at her disheveled, pale reflection in the mirror for a long while before regaining her composure. Her

cry.

happened

everything, and she didn’t want to give

face, her mood had steadied. She sat down at the dining table and began to eat alone. Her cooking was actually quite good.

up the unfinished meal and carried it downstairs. The neighborhood’s stray cats and dogs gathered around as

dividing it among the eager animals. After feeding them, she didn’t leave.

even sure why

was unnecessary, wasn’t

during pregnancy are often

of leather shoes stopped in front of

want Hamilton to see her in such a mess.

her, simply watching her feed the cats

had scattered, he finally spoke. “Get up.”

and his tone

he returned with anger from an

looked up at Hamilton.

her.

wry smile. “No, just a bug flew into my

indifferent; his question was probably just

of the bug, he nodded. “Are you done here? If so,

Chapter 22

stay out here a bit

glanced at her. “Throwing

Fowler. Rest assured, I do have that much self–awareness.” “Good.

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