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.”

didn’t look up, just

nurse, Natalie got dressed and sat on the bed,

dripping.

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frowned upon entering.

any idea you’re supposed to be taking it easy after the miscarriage? And you’re letting your hair

“I’ll dry it in a bit.”

have a hairdryer?”

room, albeit a room for convalescence,

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

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

narrowed slightly, his

wasn’t sure if he was upset by being called a husband or by the nurse’s

glancing back at Hamilton, but said no

arrived that

see how large and deep the wound on her

Hamilton’s brow furrowed.

more careful when you shower. Wrap your wound in plastic wrap or something. You can’t just expose it like that. It’s deep and could

in silence,

the nurse left with more instructions, Hamilton, with arms crossed, finally asked, “Does it

beautiful, shiny eyes, but there was no trace of concern in them now.

her feelings,

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

I should be discharged after tonight,”

press further, instead grabbing a towel from the

me dry your

head. “I

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with irritation. “Can’t you understand

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

on the stool beside

movements were surprisingly gentle as he

was done, he spoke. “I’m sorry for being rough earlier.”

“But you can’t blame me. Anyone would have misunderstood those pictures. You must understand that.

laugh. “If you had the basic trust

He didn’t trust Natalie – she was too beautiful, too powerless, and without connections. In their circle,