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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was Ms. Jenkins pregnant?”

the question. “You stay

that, he turned and left.

his brother’s expression but could feel the icy

against the sink in frustration. After a moment, he took a deep breath, turned off the tap, and dried

to dry his hands deliberate and slow. He should have

had been off for some time. The nausea, the carefulness during intimacy, the repeated probing, even the

have been caught off guard. He didn’t want this child, but he never intended

Alden couldn’t stay away, following Hamilton to the restroom.

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

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

will be other

and

out his cigarette and walked over, clapping Alden on the

knitted together in concern. “Bro,

my flesh and blood,

concern.”

his brother’s heart. Growing up, he idolized Hamilton, who at nineteen had taken control of the Fowler family, a den of wolves.

a family.

Ms. Jenkins,

want the

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walked away as

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!”

narrowed as he looked at Alden. “Alden, don’t think you can pry

aback. “Bro, that’s not what I meant. I’m just being honest. I’ve always seen her as my sister–in–law. In my eyes, she’s better than Eveleen.”

twitching slightly, but he

in a flurry of concern.

miscarry? Do you know how much she wanted this 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 Natalia suffer like this? You scumbag! I curse you

by Scarlett’s outburst. Even he wouldn’t dare speak to Hamilton like that. He quickly stepped forward to

lost your

me! I need to teach this scumbag

fiercely, and Alden had no choice but

he straightened out his clothes that Scarlett had managed to rumple in

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

was no trace of anger. He regarded

indeed my responsibility, but is that her excuse for keeping it from me? If she had just told me earlier, would we be in this mess

“Natalia… she just wanted to

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

back at him. “Hamilton, do you even

no more. He simply stared with a

emergency room.