Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 68

Natalia shot a glance at Hamilton, the muscles in her jaw tightening as she fought back a surge of anger and managed to mutter, “Nothing.”

Eveleen had gone to visit her mother, and the last thing Natalia needed was for Hamilton to catch wind of it. She couldn’t even begin to imagine how to explain it without stirring up a hornet’s nest.

The threats Lucinda had hurled their way years ago still haunted her. She couldn’t possibly tell Hamilton that she was Patrick’s daughter. That would mean turning her back on her mother’s well–being.

Eveleen was probably banking on that very fact, which is why she felt emboldened to visit her mother so brazenly.

Seeing her reluctance to speak, Hamilton didn’t press the issue. He wasn’t particularly interested in Natalia’s family drama. Especially that Graham.

In truth, Hamilton was somewhat curious about how Natalia’s mother had ever fallen for a man like that. He had never met Natalia’s mother, who had been lying in the ICU ever since he’d known Natalia.

But judging by Natalia’s features, her mother must’ve been a looker. What did such an

attractive woman see in Graham?

He wondered aloud, “What on earth did your mother see in Graham?”

Natalia’s lips tightened. What did she see in Graham? She must’ve been charmed by his facade at first.

Graham had been particularly kind to Tatiana in the beginning. Although not wealthy, he would wait for Tatiana after work and indulge her in little luxuries she craved but wouldn’t dare spend on. His punctuality, his warmth during chilly evenings were his trick to trap women. Having wandered through life for so long, Tatiana probably yearned for some semblance of warmth.

So, under Graham’s persistent courtship, she had agreed to be with him. And since Graham had never been married before, it made Tatiana, with her daughter in tow, feel even more out of his league.

Natalia’s gaze fell, masking the sad emotions in her eyes. “My mother married him with me in

tow.‘

Hamilton was taken aback. This was new to him. He had always assumed that Graham was Natalia’s biological father. Despite the lack of resemblance, he never doubted Graham’s paternity.

“Your mother was divorced? Who’s your biological father then?”

Natalia scoffed coldly, “It wasn’t a divorce. She was dumped before they ever married. He fell for some heiress and tossed my mom aside like leftovers.”

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numb. Such stories were all

Women without power or pedigree often

occurred to him that Natalia’s family was one of those stories.

further interest in prying for

he said gently, “Get some rest. Call me if you need anything.”

in response,

up to change his clothes.

watched his strong, handsome form and suddenly realized that Scarlett might have been onto something.

were likely eager for Eveleen to reconcile with

had climbed the ranks through marriage, he had been relentless in his ambition

families were a tough crowd to

both politics and business. As the de facto head of the Fowler family,

of securing such a powerful alliance for his daughter. Yet Hamilton

matter how much Patrick and Lucinda fretted, they were powerless against Hamilton.

the thought of Patrick’s reaction if he knew that she

this, a wave of satisfaction washed over her, and

drive.”

raised an eyebrow. He handed her his tie and said, “Don’t just

tie, hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward to knot

tried to step back. But Hamilton suddenly grasped her waist, his gaze falling on her slender collarbone, “Ms. Jenkins, you should eat more. You’re

shrugged nonchalantly, “Sure.”

inclined to let go. As Natalia furrowed her brow to question him, his

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Chapter 68

to struggle,

his kiss, Natalla heard Hamilton chuckle softly, his finger tracing

if you need

gave back a

anticipated her evasion, pulled her back for one more

what had gotten into him, but she didn’t dwell on it. In the end, it was all just a game between

made time to visit Tatiana, then kept to herself at home. After nearly a month of

gigs with Lionel, she had been picking up a bunch of

creep up, she felt a sense of satisfaction

was nothing compared to the hefty sums Hamilton doled out, but it brought her a different