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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hand holding the

mean by that, Mr.

you permission to claim you have a boyfriend.”

of her chest, pounding

let out a light chuckle, felgning nonchalance. “You’re allowing me to tell people I have a boyfriend? And what if they ask who he is?”

despite her best efforts to sound normal.

chuckled. “Do you really not grasp

tension. She genuinely didn’t understand what he was getting at.

to claim she

think too much, yet she

had loved this man for far too long. From the age of seven, when he first appeared, to the tangled years at twenty–seven, this man had consumed

love for Hamilton waning, diminishing with every merciless wound he inflicted. Yet, she still

it was pathetic. But matters of

is, I can, albeit reluctantly, act as a shield for you, Ms. Jenkins.

The reluctant shield.

her racing pulse begin to slow, to calm. After a long while, she laughed. mockingly at herself. Knowing the Impossibility, she

herself, looking at Hamilton with an air of polse. “Wouldn’t that

never

pleased, never considering the feelings of others, but it was

a boyfriend would indeed spare her many troubles. At least, it would extinguish the hopes of those harboring Inappropriate Intentions.

Inappropriate about

“Aren’t you worried Ms.

gave her a look and a light laugh. “Haven’t

more than once? Having repeatedly informed her of

Eveleen. But when had it not been under duress from Eveleen’s provocations? And did she ever want to say

made to feel as though she had something to hide. In this triad, she was always the passive one. She never

fell silent. She sat on the bed, quietly working through the information Lionel had sent.

her heart felt heavy, she could bear it.

things become less painful when you stop fixating on them.

expression did not improve. He disliked her demeanor, as if she were bearing

feel so aggrieved; after all, I’m

“I’m

you

His gaze fell on the computer screen, and after

look up; her fingers remained busy on the keyboard.