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!”

chuckle, “Let’s

on the brink of insanity.

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had revealed her inability to conceive, his chest had been aflame with an unquenchable fire. He had

it, and still took the

playing at? Torturing herself? Or seeking revenge in this

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

the most useless

But now…

children anymore, he found

the woman beneath him, “Natalia,

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 game, Mr. Fowler, then

her lip.

nightgown, leaving a

to fight back, but his dominance left no room for her

want this!”

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

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

next day, Natalia woke up well past ten in the

probably at the

a message from him: [You can take another day off,

“my 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

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at home, she didn’t argue. She spent the whole day in

joy, “Boss, you’re finally here! Why were

a bit of a health

see.

Natalia replied as she pushed open the

entered, she stopped dead in her

secretary had warned her, seeing the person

As a child,

hence the cushy gig.

to Natalia before stepping out.

Giselle seemed engrossed in a call. Looking up and seeing

end

with a smirk, “And here I was, thinking it was someone important. Just the daughter of some old

“Giselle, maybe you should ask Eveleen why she got a beating

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

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

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