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 pregnant?”

he didn’t address the question. “You stay here: I’m going to

he turned and

couldn’t read his brother’s expression but could feel the icy aura that surrounded

drain, he suddenly slammed his fist against the sink in frustration. After a

in front of the mirror, his motions to dry his hands deliberate and slow. He should have noticed

had been off for some time. The nausea, the carefulness during intimacy, the repeated probing, even the talks of leaving. He should have realized she was pregnant, not some

had found out about the child, it wouldn’t have changed the outcome, but at least he wouldn’t have been caught off guard. He didn’t want this child,

following

responded, his white shirt still stained with blood. “Why are

frowned. “I was worried about you, so

“There will be other

looked up at him and said, “You’re thinking too much.”

Alden on the shoulder. “I

his brows knitted together in concern. “Bro, that’s

not my flesh and blood,

concern.”

taken control of the Fowler family,

unscathed in such a family. But how could he

Ms. Jenkins,

start I wouldn’t want the child. She shouldn’t

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as he

followed closely 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

his eyes narrowed as he looked at Alden. “Alden, don’t think

I’m just being honest. I’ve always seen

his lips twitching slightly, but he said

emergency room, Scarlett arrived in a flurry of concern. She rushed toward Hamilton, who was

when she called me! Hamilton! Why did she 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

shocked by Scarlett’s outburst. Even he wouldn’t dare speak to

you lost

of me! I need to teach this scumbag a lesson

no choice but to

grim cast as he straightened out his clothes that Scarlett had managed to

he was presentable again, he reluctantly lifted his gaze to

expectations, there was no trace of anger. He regarded Scarlett with an

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

a tear, “Natalia… she

she even afford to? Or does she think there’s some nobility in recklessly

him. “Hamilton, do you even have a

a darkened expression at the

emergency room.