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!”

out a chuckle, “Let’s

the brink of

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had been aflame with an unquenchable fire. He had no place to vent it and

have kids anymore, yet she never mentioned it, and still took the birth control

Or seeking revenge in this twisted

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

most useless

But now…

woman had told him she couldn’t have children anymore, he found it laughably ironic that he felt a twinge of guilt.

slightly reddened, bore into the woman

Because of that thing I said to Eveleen? If you can’t handle the game, Mr.

bit down on her lip. “I

tenderness, he tore her nightgown, leaving a trail of ambiguous red marks. on her pale, soft

fight back, but his dominance left no room for her resistance.

I don’t want this!” she

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

wave of bitterness washed over Natalia. She bit down on Hamilton’s shoulder in a burst of defiance. He grunted and thrust with

well past ten in

probably at the office by

her phone and saw a message from him: [You can take another

call her that. Now, it was just ludicrous. She tossed the phone aside

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didn’t argue. She spent the whole day in bed, only returning to

near–tears of joy, “Boss, you’re finally here! Why were you

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

see. Feeling

replied as she pushed open the door to her

she entered, she stopped dead in her tracks. Then she let out a

secretary had warned her, seeing the person before her was still

Eveleen’s cousin. As a child, Giselle often followed Eveleen

face fell at the sight of Giselle. “Mr. Fowler sent this golden girl without warning. Rumor has it she’s got ties to Eveleen, hence the cushy gig. She’s clueless, bosses everyone around, and has a temper like a bull in a china shop. Already drove a few good people

to Natalia before stepping out.

desk, where Giselle seemed engrossed in a call. Looking up and seeing Natalia, Giselle’s face lit up with a

the other end made Giselle laugh even more.

and 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

face darkened instantly, “Giselle, maybe you should ask Eveleen why she

top it off, Hamilton

the nerve to stand up to me? You’re a bastard child. Do