Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 79

Natalia was jolted awake by an intense thirst in the middle of the night. Her temples throbbed in painful beats. Her throat felt parched like the dry sands of a desert.

Instinctively, she reached for the space beside her, Hamilton wasn’t there. She had a faint. recollection of him coming home.

He must have left again. She thought.

Natalia let out a wry chuckle, swung her legs out of bed, and decided to head to the kitchen for a glass of water.

Stepping out of the bedroom, she caught sight of a figure on the balcony.

The man had an impressive physique, yet he seemed somewhat forlorn against the dark night sky.

He was in a bad mood. Natalia could tell that at a glance..

She didn’t interfere, nor did she ask. In this world, the only person who could affect his mood that way was probably Eveleen.

She moved alone into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. After drinking, she returned to the bedroom. Just as she was about to drift off, the bedroom door swung open.

Hamilton stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable, but the heavy scent of tobacco clung to him.

“Awake?” Hamilton’s voice, deep and tinged with irritation, broke the silence.

Natalia’s lips twitched, “Yeah. You need something, Mr. Fowler? If not, I’m going back to sleep.”

Hamilton let out a scoffing laugh, “Do

you

remember what you said?”

Natalia’s eyebrows furrowed sharply She couldn’t remember. All she recalled was Hamilton

forcing her to drink when he came back. Nothing beyond that.

“Sorry, it’s a blank, she admitted and turned over, ready to sleep again. But her wrist was suddenly seized.

Before she could struggle, Hamilton leaned over and pinned her down.

“Don’t remember?” The smile on his lips turned colder. “Let me jog your memory.”

His teeth grazed her neck, nipping a tender piece of flesh with excruciating precision.

Natalia writhed under the sharp pain, “Hamilton, what madness is this!”

let out a chuckle, “Let’s just say I’ve gone mad.”

on the brink of insanity.

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moment Natalia had revealed her inability to conceive, his chest had been aflame with an unquenchable fire. He had no place to vent it and

have kids anymore, yet she never mentioned it, and

was she playing at? Torturing herself? Or seeking revenge in this twisted

child. He paid what he owed and made the necessary reparations. Why should

the most useless

But now…

that this woman had told him she couldn’t have children anymore, he found it laughably ironic that he felt

eyes, slightly reddened, bore into the woman beneath him, “Natalia, you’re quite

at the man atop her, misunderstanding his fury as residual anger over Eveleen. “What? Because of that thing I said to Eveleen? If you can’t handle the

reply before he bit down on her lip.

a shred of tenderness, he tore her nightgown, leaving a

dominance left

don’t want this!” she cried.

hands above her head, “Can’t handle it anymore,

on Hamilton’s shoulder

day, Natalia woke up well

home, probably at the office

a message from

to hear him call her that. Now, it was just ludicrous. She tossed the phone aside and never looked at it

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argue. She spent the whole day in bed, only returning to the office

you’re finally here! Why were you off

smile, “Had a bit of a health scare. Needed

see.

Natalia replied as she pushed open the door to

moment she entered, she stopped dead in her tracks. Then she let

warned her, seeing the person before

and Eveleen’s cousin. As a child, Giselle often followed Eveleen in tormenting her.

the cushy gig. She’s clueless, bosses everyone around, and has

Natalia before

seeing Natalia, Giselle’s face lit up with a grin, “Cousin, guess who

from the other end made

looked at Natalia with a smirk, “And here I was, thinking it was someone important. Just the daughter of some old fling who’s repeating her mother’s

you should ask Eveleen why she got a beating yesterday.”

expression soured; she had heard about Eveleen’s misfortune. And to top it off, Hamilton

you get the nerve to stand up to me? You’re a bastard child. Do you think that warming someone’s bed for days can make you push my luck?” Giselle asked.