Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 51

Victor couldn’t believe his ears when Hamilton dropped that bombshell. He raised an eyebrow, casting a curious look at Hamilton, then at Natalia.

“Hamilton, you’re not getting all soft over this woman, are you?” he teased.

Eveleen’s eyes were already rimmed with red, a look of hurt painting her features as she turned to Hamilton.

Hamilton’s gaze darkened even further. “You’re reading too much into it, Mr. Henkel. I’m merely stating the obvious,” he retorted.

After a brief pause, he turned to Eveleen, “How’s the arm? The wound healing alright?”

Tears spilled from Eveleen’s eyes in just sec. As she dabbed at them, she also gazed at Hamilton through her frustration, “Do you even care at all?”

Hamilton was not in the best of moods. The pallor of Natalia’s face was enough to make his chest tight with unease. So when Eveleen started to cry, he replied with a hint of irritation.

“Have I ever not cared about you?”

Caught off guard by his tone, Eveleen’s tears began to cascade, “I just wanted a bit more attention from you, that’s all. I didn’t mean anything by it.”

She was always the squeamish type, and Hamilton indulged her. For Eveleen, such a plea was nothing out of her ordinary playbook. Hamilton couldn’t fathom why he even felt off.

It wasn’t Eveleen’s fault that Natalia had been in such a state since the miscarriage, so he really had no reason to lash out at her.

His voice softened after he saw her dropping tears in silence. “If you’re hurt, you should be resting at home. No more gallivanting about, you hear me?”

“I understand. I won’t do it again,” she wept her tears and added, “Could you come with me later to change the dressing? I get so scared when they change it, so go with me, please.”

Hamilton glanced at the bandage wrapped around her arm and finally nodded.

Eveleen’s face immediately lit up with a smile.

Victor smirked sardonically at Natalia, who met his gaze briefly before looking away as if nothing had happened.

She had thought she was past the pain. But watching this scene, a throbbing ache spread through her chest.

It wasn’t that sharp, but it was suffocating.

She had been by Hamilton’s side for three long years. However, when he merely spoke up for her, it seemed to others that he had committed a crime.

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On the other hand, it seemed expected no matter how well Hamilton treated Eveleen.

was indeed overthinking. How would Hamilton ever feel for her?

exhausted, Mr. Fowler. I need to rest. Could you please show these two out?”

about to respond when Victor chuckled,

right, Mr. Henkel. Quite observant,”

wasn’t aware that Ms.

got other matters to attend to, so

Natalia, “Ms. Jenkins, if you’re not feeling well, you can go

gave her a smug look and trailed

alone in the living room were just

a private conversation with

steps, Eveleen’s voice stopped her cold. “Natalia, did you

her heart clenching painfully. She mustered her composure and replied, “I don’t know what you’re talking about,

out at the hospital. You lost the baby when

Anger was

everything and still played the part

Natalia, this is what they call poetic justice. Now everyone knows you’re the villain, not just

words pierced Natalia’s

keep the baby

satisfied. She leaned in to whisper

you? You were nothing more than a bed–warmer. Did you actually

having his

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me who was pregnant. What do you think Hamilton

would happen if it were Eveleen?

answer; she

tension. She lifted her gaze to meet Eveleen’s, forcing a smile

Ms. Schafer, you’d better get cracking. You’ve been back for quite a while and Hamilton hasn’t shown any sign of rekindling things. You have a long way to go

face twisted with rage at Natalia’s barb.

words also hit a nerve.

so long, and yet Hamilton showed no sign of reconciliation. The last time, she had manipulated the situation and made Hamilton publicly acknowledge their past relationship. But

Hamilton will kick you to the

chuckled, “Fine,

she

have had her fill of provoking her, so she just stood

if she owned the place. She left the study door ajar, which might be intentional.

laughter from inside.

was deep. He sparingly spoke, yet his voice was

felt suffocated and walked out to the

was watering the plants. She hurriedly shut the windows

fetch you a blanket in case

kindly brought over a blanket