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

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

turned and left.

read his brother’s expression but could feel

washed his hands in the restroom. Watching the blood–tainted water swirl down the drain, he suddenly slammed his fist against the sink

mirror, his motions to dry his hands deliberate

repeated probing, even the talks of leaving. 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.

blood. “Why are you here? Didn’t I tell you to stay put?”

so

he added, “There will

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

Alden on the shoulder.

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

my flesh

concern.”

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

a family. But how could he be so heartless towards his own child?

Jenkins, she…”

the start I wouldn’t want the child. She shouldn’t have kept it from me.”

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walked away as

you for three years. Do you truly feel nothing for her? If you don’t, why keep her around?

he looked at Alden. “Alden, don’t

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

his lips twitching slightly,

arrived in a flurry of concern. 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!

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

you lost your

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

no choice but to forcibly drag

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

was presentable again, he reluctantly lifted his gaze to

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

excuse for keeping it from me? If she had just told

away a tear, “Natalia… she just wanted

does she think there’s some nobility in recklessly deciding to have a child without considering the

“Hamilton, do you even have

with a

emergency room.