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 and left.

his brother’s expression but could feel the icy aura that

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

the mirror, his motions to dry his hands deliberate and

repeated probing, even the talks of leaving. He should have realized she was pregnant, not some

he wouldn’t have been caught off guard. He didn’t want this child, but he never intended to put a woman through such

away, following Hamilton to the restroom.

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

worried about you, so I came to check

pause, he added, “There will be other children in the future.”

and said, “You’re thinking

on

brows knitted together in concern.

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

concern.”

up, he idolized Hamilton, who at nineteen had taken control of the Fowler family, a den of wolves. Sure, he was decisive in his

up unscathed in such a

Ms. Jenkins, she…”

wouldn’t want the child. She shouldn’t

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walked away as he

you for three years. Do you truly feel nothing for her? If you

stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes narrowed as he looked at Alden. “Alden, don’t

just being honest. I’ve always seen her as my sister–in–law. In my

him, his lips twitching slightly, but he said nothing.

a flurry of concern. She rushed toward Hamilton,

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

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

lost your mind?”

go of me! I need to teach this scumbag a lesson

had no choice

cast as he straightened out his clothes

reluctantly lifted his gaze

anger. He regarded Scarlett with an icy stare.

her excuse for keeping it from me? If she had just told me earlier, would we be in this mess

wiping away a tear, “Natalia… she just wanted to keep

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

glared back at him. “Hamilton, do you even have a

simply stared with a darkened expression at

emergency room.