Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 43

Even at this late hour, Hamilton remained steadfast in his refusal to offer Natalla a glimmer of hope. He didn’t want the baby. His stance hadn’t wavered the slightest bit from the start. His simple and resolute response, like a sword, severed all her hopes.

Natalia’s grip on Hamilton’s hand gradually loosened.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered softly, to no one in particular.

Perhaps to Hamilton. Maybe to the child within her. Or perhaps to herself.

She should not have kept this from Hamilton. After all, he was the father. Nor should she have. harbored any forbidden hopes. To let the child linger briefly, only to depart in such a way.

She should not have given herself hope, the hope that she could be a mother.

“I’m sorry,” she murmured as a tear silently traced its way down her cheek.

At that moment, it was unclear whether the pain in her body or her heart was greater. All she felt was a chilling sensation spreading throughout her, with a warm current flowing from below.

Natalia’s lips were turning pale.

Something was slipping away quietly..

Hamilton’s hand clenched the steering wheel tightly. His other hand felt hers slip away from the center of his palm. The emptiness in his grip made him uncomfortably aware of its presence for the first time. He reflexively clenched his hand into a fist, the veins on the back standing

out.

The Rolls–Royce sped into the hospital’s emergency entrance.

When he lifted Natalia from the car, he felt moisture soaking through. The stark red of blood blurred his vision.

Hamilton had been accustomed to darkness since childhood, and nothing ever.seemed to rattle him, but at this moment, he found it hard to breathe.

He rushed Natalia into the emergency room. After handing her over to the doctors, he stood there, staring at his blood–stained hands in a daze.

Alden arrived at the hospital shortly after. Seeing the blood on Hamilton’s hands, he was momentarily stunned.

“Bro, Ms. Jenkins, she…”

Hamilton glanced back at him, his face now devoid of emotion.

“She’s probably had a miscarriage,” he muttered.

Alden was lost for words, the concept of a miscarriage hanging heavily in the air.

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Ms. Jenkins

slightly, but he didn’t address the question. “You stay

turned

his brother’s expression but could feel the icy aura

against the sink in frustration. After a moment, he took a

mirror, his motions to dry

The nausea, the carefulness during intimacy, the repeated probing, even the talks of leaving. He should have realized she was pregnant, not

have changed the outcome, but at least he wouldn’t have been caught off guard. He didn’t want this child, but he never intended to put a

following Hamilton to the restroom.

shirt still stained with blood. “Why are you here? Didn’t I tell you

you, so I came to check on you.

“There will be

and said, “You’re

stubbed out his cigarette and walked over, clapping Alden on the shoulder. “I never intended to keep this child.”

knitted together in

it’s not my flesh and blood, it’s none of

concern.”

his brother’s heart. Growing up, he idolized Hamilton, who at nineteen had taken control of the Fowler family, a den of wolves. Sure, he was decisive in his actions, but Alden

protected him. Alden had grown up unscathed in such a family. But how could he be so

Jenkins, she…”

start I wouldn’t want the child. She

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walked away as he

“Bro, what are you really thinking? Natalia’s been with you for three years. Do you truly feel nothing for her? If you don’t, why keep her around? Just let her go; you could be with Eveleen!”

Alden. “Alden, don’t

taken aback. “Bro, that’s not what I meant. I’m just being honest. I’ve always seen her as my sister–in–law.

twitching

flurry of

baby? Why? Why do this to her? Hamilton, you bastard! If you didn’t want a child, you should’ve gotten a vasectomy! How could you let

wouldn’t dare speak to Hamilton like that.

you lost your mind?”

teach

no choice but to forcibly drag her aside.

features were set in a grim cast as he straightened out his

was presentable again, he reluctantly lifted his gaze to

was no trace of anger. He regarded Scarlett with an icy stare.

indeed my responsibility, but is that her excuse for keeping it from me?

away a tear, “Natalia… she just wanted to

darkened, “Keep it? Can she even afford to? Or does she think there’s some nobility in recklessly deciding to have a child without

“Hamilton, do you even have a heart?”

simply stared with a darkened expression at the closed doors of the

emergency room.