Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 78

Scarlett could finally tell that something was off with Natalia’s mood the moment she heard her voice on the phone.

“What’s up, girl? Something wrong? Did that jerk Hamilton mess with you again?” she asked.

Natalia’s nose was feeling sour. She really wanted to open up to Scarlett, but the crappy relationship was such a shame to voice.

In the end, she managed only a weak remark, “No biggie; just a bit of a cold.”

Scarlett clicked her tongue sympathetically, “The weather’s turning chilly, babe. Layer up, will ya? You’re not back to full strength yet, and you gotta take care of yourself.”

“Okay.”

They chatted more before hanging up.

The doorbell rang again. Upon opening the door, Natalia found the executive secretary, Linda, standing there with a shopping bag and a box in hand.

“Mr. Fowler asked me to bring you these clothes and jewelry, said you’ll be starting work

tomorrow.”

Natalia glanced at them, took the items with a half–hearted thanks, and set them aside, “Appreciate you coming by.”

Linda hesitated, clearly having more to say.

“What is it? Something else on your mind?” Natalia inquired.

After a moment’s pause, Linda spoke up, “Ms. Jenkins, the person currently in your position isn’t the easiest to get along with. Just…be careful when you return.”

Natalia paused, then offered a thin smile, “Thanks for the heads–up.”

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With a nod, Linda left.

Natalia closed the door; her gaze fell upon the clothes and jewelry. Perhaps this was just another one of a man’s tricks to woo a woman.

If it hadn’t been for tonight’s events, she might have been charmed. But now, she didn’t even want to spare those clothes a glance.

She tossed them onto the couch and poured herself a glass of wine

downing it in one gulp.

The bottle was empty in no time. As Natalia reached for a second bottle, the bedroom door swung open. She turned to see who it was, and a wry smile played on her lips.

“Back already?” she quipped.

Hamilton stepped inside and immediately noticed the woman by the bar, whose cheeks were flushed pink from drinking. An empty bottle stood witness to her indulgence.

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Judging by the new bottle in her hands, she was about to crack

lay the clothes and jewelry, untouched and

matter, my

in his voice. Her eyes, red. and watery, fixed on Hamilton. And after a long

reached for the corkscrew but Hamilton’s hand

“Is Mr. Fowler even

blazed with defiance as she stared at the man

and detached, “You

nothing, her

more bottles in front of

you’ve finished

him and remained motionless.

was one of cold indifference, “Need

I

unsteadily, intending to leave. “I’ve had enough. Sorry, I

She claimed.

back, “Natalia, life

or don’t want!”

that, he filled a glass

drink, then the

Eveleen to drink like this?” she

I forcing? It was you who decided to drink. Adults

lips quivered slightly as she took the glass and drank down one after

each time until his own

front of him, “Pour, Hamilton. Why

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angry when he returned home. The woman really didn’t give a damn about him now. She was challenging Eveleen right in front

he wanted to

wow Bullena a danken woman seemed pointless. He pushed the bottles aside, scooped Natalia up

high tolerance, she couldn’t handle drinking

her to the bedroom, but she rushed to the bathroom and

went to fetch her some water. When she finally stopped

some water” he

only desire was to vomit

throat. The pain from his grip made

roared,

and her tears

Before he could speak, Natalia accused him, “Why have you

are you treating

narrowed, and he let out a cold laugh, “How have I mistreated you,

was filled with hurt, “You’re being

at her nonchalantly, “Is that even called cruel? There’s much worse, Ms. Jenkins.