Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 61

Hamilton’s gaze narrowed slightly as Natalla finished speaking.

Lounging on the couch with a lazy posture, his eyes settled on Natalla, his expression carrying an enigmatic undertone,

“Do you want to get married?”

Natalia hadn’t actually planned on getting married, but since Graham had brought it up, it seemed like a situation she couldn’t dodge.

She didn’t want to sneak around Hamilton for some matchmaking shenanigans only to stir up unnecessary trouble later.

“Not really, It’s Just that he wants to set me up, and avoiding it might mean trouble from him.”

Hamilton let out a soft huff. “I recall you mentioning before that you were looking to settle down.”

The memory came unbidden to Natalla; back when she first discovered she was pregnant and wanted to break free from this man, her excuse had been the desire to get married.

“Mr. Fowler, rest assured, there will be no romantic entanglements with any man until our contract is up. Even if I do go on this blind date, It’s merely to appease Graham.”

Hamilton’s gaze darkened, unreadable.

But Natalla was speaking nothing but the truth.

After watching her for a prolonged moment, Hamilton grunted, “As long as you understand your position.”

With that, he turned his attention back to the contracts he was reviewing.

Natalia leaned back against the headboard, no longer speaking.

Hamilton worked through several contracts, and during that time, the hospital room was eerily quiet.

Natalia checked her emails on her phone; Llonel had sent over part of the information she needed.

She glanced at Hamilton’s laptop, then asked, “Hamilton, may I use your computer for a moment?”

He looked at her and passed the laptop over. However, when Natalia reached to take it, he didn’t let go.

She paused, a flicker of confusion crossing her face as she looked at Hamilton.

His eyes squinted slightly, and after a moment, he said, “Next time someone tries to set you up, Ms. Jenkins, you can just say you’re already taken.”

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her eyes, but the hand holding the

mean by that,

eyebrow. “It means I’m giving you permission

leap out of her chest, pounding deafeningly loud, almost drowning out Hamilton’s voice.

chuckle, felgning nonchalance. “You’re allowing me to tell people

voice was shaky despite her

really not grasp

tension. She genuinely didn’t understand what he was

to claim she had a

think too much, yet she couldn’t help but

of seven, when he first appeared, to the tangled years at twenty–seven, this man

merciless wound he inflicted. Yet, she still held on to the hope

matters of the heart are hard to

crossed. “What I mean is, I can, albeit reluctantly, act as a shield for

The reluctant shield.

while, she laughed. mockingly at herself. Knowing the Impossibility, she wondered

at Hamilton with an air of

never

as he pleased, never considering the feelings

many troubles. At least, it would extinguish the hopes of

nothing Inappropriate

worried Ms. Schafer

her a look and a light laugh. “Haven’t you emphasized our

informed her of our situation, why

Eveleen. But when had it not been under duress from

she had something to hide. In this triad, she was always the passive one. She never wished

bed, quietly working through

heart felt heavy, she could bear it.

become less painful when you stop fixating on

Hamilton’s expression did not improve. He disliked her demeanor, as

aggrieved; after all, I’m merely stating the facts,” he said.

“I’m not aggrieved.”

“Do you think I

fell on the computer screen, and after a moment,

up; her fingers remained busy