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

question. “You stay here: I’m going to wash my hands.”

that, he turned

could feel the

his fist against the sink in frustration. After a moment, he took a deep breath, turned

to dry his hands deliberate

the carefulness during intimacy, the repeated probing, even the

wouldn’t have been caught off guard. He

stay away, following Hamilton

stained with blood. “Why are you

frowned. “I was worried about you, so I came to check

added, “There will

him and said, “You’re thinking

and walked over, clapping Alden on the shoulder. “I never intended to keep

then his brows knitted together in concern. “Bro, that’s your flesh and

Hamilton responded nonchalantly, “If it’s not my flesh and

concern.”

first time, Alden felt the coldness of 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 always

protected him. Alden had grown up unscathed in such a family. But how

Jenkins, she…”

want the child. She shouldn’t have

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away as he

behind. “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

looked at Alden. “Alden, don’t

being honest. I’ve always seen her as my sister–in–law. In my eyes, she’s better than Eveleen.”

at him, his lips twitching slightly, but

emergency room, Scarlett arrived in a flurry of

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

he wouldn’t dare speak to Hamilton like that. He quickly stepped forward

you lost your

I need to teach this scumbag a lesson for Natalia!”

struggled fiercely, and Alden had no choice but to

straightened out his clothes that Scarlett had managed to rumple

again, he reluctantly lifted his gaze to meet Scarlett’s.

anger. He regarded Scarlett with an

excuse for keeping it from me? If she had just told me earlier, would we

paused, wiping away a tear, “Natalia… she

there’s some nobility in recklessly deciding to have a

at him. “Hamilton, do you even have a heart?”

simply stared with a darkened

emergency room.