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!”

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

on the brink of insanity.

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aflame with an unquenchable

have kids anymore, yet she never mentioned it, and still took the birth control pills he provided.

playing at? Torturing herself? Or

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

the most useless

But now…

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

woman beneath him, “Natalia, you’re

fury as residual anger over Eveleen. “What? Because of that thing I

reply before he bit down on her lip. “I can’t handle it? Natalia, let’s see how you like playing this game!”

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

tried to fight back, but his dominance left no

I don’t want

gripped her wrists and pinned her hands above her head, “Can’t handle it anymore,

over Natalia. She bit down on Hamilton’s shoulder in a burst of defiance. He grunted

Natalia woke up well past ten

probably at the

and saw a message from him:

mockery. Once, she’d yearned to hear him call her that. Now, it was just ludicrous.

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rest at home, she didn’t argue. She spent the whole day in bed, only returning to the office the

finally

a bit of a health scare. Needed minor surgery.”

see. Feeling

pushed

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

her, seeing the person before her was

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

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 from our department

muttered 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 grin, “Cousin, guess who I just saw?”

response came from the other end made Giselle

looked at Natalia with a smirk, “And here I was, thinking it was someone important. Just the daughter of

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

heard about Eveleen’s misfortune. And to top it off, Hamilton hadn’t laid

You’re a bastard child. Do you think that warming someone’s bed for