Chapter 49

Natalia had thought that Hamilton wouldn’t be returning that day. After all, Eveleen was surely there waiting for his comfort.

Yet, to her surprise, he came back that evening.

“Mr. Fowler, you’re back?” the nanny inquired as Hamilton simply nodded, his expression somber before he posed his own question.

“How is she? Did she have dinner?”

“She did. Ms. Jenkins had a good meal.”

Hamilton nodded once again and pushed open the bedroom door.

Inside, Natalia sat propped up against the bed, engrossed in a novel.

Hearing the door, she looked up, her eyes meeting Hamilton’s.

Without a word, Hamilton strode over and plucked the book from her grasp. “You shouldn’t be reading right now. Take a break from books for a while.”

Natalia was silent for a moment before acquiescing softly, “Okay.”

After a pause, she added, “I’m sorry about earlier today. I shouldn’t have snapped at you.”

Hamilton glanced at her as he methodically unbuttoned his shirt. “So you also realize you shouldn’t have lost your temper?”

Natalia’s lips quivered, “I just hope that you won’t bring up the matter of baby in front of me anymore. Since whether or not I have a kid is my own business from now on, so I’d appreciate it if you didn’t interfere.”

Hamilton’s eyes narrowed suddenly. After a moment, he let out a light chuckle, “Ms. Jenkins, you’re overthinking it. Why would I want to bring it up?”

His initial intention was to offer some comfort. If she wanted a kid, she could marry a man who truly loved her someday, have as many as she wished. No need to fret over this child.

But given her attitude, his comfort was clearly unwarranted.

Natalia didn’t respond after that. Another argument would be imminent if she talked.

After washing up, Hamilton retreated to his study. Soon after, he returned with a document in hand. “Take a look. If there’s no issue, you can sign your name.”

Natalia skimmed the document. It was a deed transfer agreement. A villa, owned by

Hamilton, now was transferred into her name.

Natalia’s grip on the paper tightened ever so slightly.

Hamilton watched her. “What? Not enough for you?” he asked.

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just let out a bitter laugh.

More than enough.

be in exchange for a villa worth millions. Who

wasn’t?

he was

Fowler,” Natalia finally looked up and said

her smile and still felt off. “Natalia, if you don’t

Her smile froze.

I’ll be

placing it in the drawer. She hadn’t signed it, and she

her child was too fresh; she couldn’t simply trade that for money. She

a bowl of sweet oatmeal at the breakfast

eyebrow, “Is that sweet?”

“Ms. Jenkins said

raised an eyebrow in surprise as he glanced

I know?”

spoon hung in the air. She murmured an acknowledgment without looking up.

got a sweet

always liked it,” Natalia said, emphasizing the point for some

nodded, “Alright, now I know.”

to tell him specifically, but the words caught in

a danish across the table to

sweet tooth before?”

someone cares, they’ll notice without being

before. When they first got together, she used to prepare a few sweet dishes. And Hamilton would ask, “Why

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hopes for him and

sweets.”

ask again the next time he encountered a sugary dish. Eventually, Natalia stopped preparing them, learning

he was surprisingly

you should express

smile was tinged

expression. Those who were not just weren’t qualified.

focused on her meal.

the conversation. It seemed his remark

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