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

on the

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

it, and still took the birth control pills he provided.

she playing at? Torturing herself? Or seeking

never felt guilty about the child. He paid what he owed and made the necessary reparations. Why should he feel

was the most useless of

But now…

woman had told him she couldn’t have children anymore, he found

eyes, slightly reddened, bore into the woman beneath

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

cold laughter was his only reply before he bit down on her lip. “I can’t handle it? Natalia, let’s see how you like playing

leaving a trail of ambiguous red marks.

back, but his dominance

want this!” she

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

over Natalia. She bit down on Hamilton’s shoulder

day, Natalia woke up well past

home, probably at the office

phone and saw a message from him:

girlfriend” stung like mockery. Once, she’d yearned 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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she didn’t argue. She spent the whole day in bed, only returning to the office

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

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

I see. Feeling

as she pushed open the door

dead in her tracks. Then she let out

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

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

she’s got ties to Eveleen, hence the cushy gig. She’s clueless, bosses everyone around, and has a temper

to Natalia before stepping

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

from the other end made Giselle laugh even

the call and looked at Natalia with a smirk, “And here I was, thinking it was someone

instantly, “Giselle, maybe you should ask Eveleen why she got

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

where do you get the nerve to stand up to me? You’re a bastard child. Do you think that warming someone’s