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’s just

felt on the

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chest had been aflame with an unquenchable

never mentioned it, and

playing at? Torturing herself? Or

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

most useless of

But now…

children anymore, he found it laughably ironic that he felt a twinge

slightly reddened, bore into the woman beneath

glared at the man atop her, misunderstanding his fury as residual anger over Eveleen. “What? Because of that thing I said to

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

he tore her nightgown, leaving a trail of ambiguous red

dominance left no room

don’t want this!” she cried.

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

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

Natalia woke up well past

probably at the office by now.

from

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

“Boss, you’re finally here! Why were you off for so

smile, “Had a bit

see.

pushed open the door to

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

warned her, seeing the person before her was still surprise.

As a child, Giselle often followed

“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

muttered to Natalia before stepping

in a call. Looking up and seeing Natalia, Giselle’s face lit up with a grin,

response came from the other end made Giselle

was, thinking it was someone important. Just the

face darkened instantly, “Giselle, maybe you should ask

Eveleen’s misfortune. And to top it

where do 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