Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 59

Natalie’s heart ached as Hamilton’s words pierced through her like a cold blade.

Was she tainted just because Lionel had helped her up?

She looked straight at Hamilton and retorted, “I suppose the places on you that Eveleen has clung to and embraced are far more numerous.

Hamilton stood aside, merely letting out a faint chuckle. “Do you not understand who the real breadwinner here is? If you have the means to be my sugar mama, I might consider not touching another woman.”

Suddenly, Natalie lost the will to argue. Indeed, what right did she have to make demands of Hamilton? She had forgotten their relationship was anything but equal.

“Just go. I need to take a shower.”

Hamilton glanced at her, his gaze resting on her pale, bloodless face. “You sure you can handle it yourself?”

“I’m fine.”

He shrugged nonchalantly and left the bathroom.

As the door closed behind him, Natalie’s tears fell uncontrollably. She bit her lip to keep silent, not making a sound as she wept.

After a while, feeling slightly better, she undressed and stepped into the shower.

Her arm was injured, and although she tried to be careful, she still managed to get the bandage wet. The wound had been agitated by Hamilton earlier, and now the dressing was stained with a hint of red.

Pulling herself together, Natalie quickly dried off.

There was a knock on the bathroom door.

“Are you done?” Hamilton’s voice came through.

“Yes,” Natalie responded.

He entered, handing her a set of clothes. “Wear this.”

Taking the clothes, Natalie murmured a soft “Okay.”

Hamilton’s eyes fell on the now crimson–soaked bandage on her arm.

“I’ll call a nurse to change your dressing.”

just muttered

Natalie got dressed and sat on the bed,

dripping.

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nurse frowned upon

idea you’re supposed to be taking it easy after the miscarriage? And you’re

“I’ll dry it in a

you have a hairdryer?”

for convalescence,

she had come in a rush and

Hamilton a disapproving look. “What kind of husband doesn’t prepare a hairdryer for his

eyes narrowed slightly, his expression

by being called a husband or by the nurse’s reprimand, but she quickly

at Hamilton,

time. When he arrived that day, she had already

the wound on her

Hamilton’s brow furrowed.

when you shower. Wrap your wound in plastic wrap or something. You can’t just expose it like that. It’s deep and could easily get infected. You wouldn’t want to be left with an ugly scar, would you?”

in silence, not responding.

more instructions, Hamilton, with arms crossed, finally asked, “Does

her eyes to meet his. Hamilton had beautiful, shiny eyes, but there was no trace of concern in them now. His question seemed more out of obligation than

her feelings, she

someone send over a hairdryer. Is there anything else you

I should be discharged after tonight,”

further, instead grabbing a

let me dry your

head. “I can

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clouded with irritation. “Can’t you understand what

harsh. She knew he was still

stool beside him.

as

“I’m sorry for

he added, “But you can’t blame me. Anyone would have misunderstood those pictures.

laugh. “If you had the basic trust in

too beautiful, too powerless, and without connections. In their circle,