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 a “Thank

got dressed and sat on

dripping.

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nurse frowned

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

dry it in a

you have a

albeit a room for convalescence, wasn’t equipped with a hairdryer.

her head, Natalie admitted she had come in a rush and brought nothing

look. “What kind of husband doesn’t prepare a hairdryer

eyes narrowed slightly, his expression darkening

he was upset by being called a husband or by the nurse’s reprimand, but she quickly clarified, “You misunderstand. He’s not my husband.”

at Hamilton, but

the first time. When he arrived that day,

the wound on her

Hamilton’s brow furrowed.

it like that. It’s deep and could easily get infected. You wouldn’t want to be left

silence, not responding.

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

his. Hamilton had beautiful, shiny eyes, but there was no trace of concern in them now. His question

her feelings,

“I’ll have someone send over a hairdryer. Is

should be discharged after tonight,”

further, instead grabbing a towel from

me dry your

head. “I

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irritation. “Can’t you understand what

harsh. She knew he was still irked by the nurse’s comment. Tired of arguing, she sat

on the stool

were surprisingly gentle as he

done, he spoke. “I’m

and Natalie wasn’t surprised when he added, “But you can’t blame me. Anyone would have misunderstood those

trust in me, you wouldn’t have doubted me without even

– she was too beautiful, too powerless, and without connections. In their circle, she was the epitome