Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 83

Natalia paused for a beat before speaking up. “I just wanted to make sure if you are going to show up at my class reunion”

On the other end, Hamilton’s enthusiasm seemed to deflate a bit. I’ll be heading back tonight. Please cook up a hearty meal and wait at home.”

“Alright”

Hamilton asked again, “Anything else?”

“No, that’s all.”

“Okay.” After saying that, he hung up the call.

Natalia put away her phone and checked the kitchen.

The fridge was bare.

Hamilton was finicky about his foodi

always had to be the freshest.

Lately, Natalia hadn’t been feeling well, and he had insisted on ordering takeout from

restaurants.

She tidied up a bit and then headed out to the market. After all, she needed a favor from him

this time.

She wasn’t sure if Giselle would stir up trouble at the reunion again, but if Hamilton were there, she wouldn’t be able to act so brazenly.

By the time Natalia returned from the market, dusk had fallen.

Upon arriving home, she went straight into the kitchen. By the time the meal was ready, it was nearly eight o’clock.

After setting the table, Natalia dialed Hamilton’s number, but he didn’t answer. She hesitated for a moment before trying to call him again. At that moment, however, she heard the door

open.

Natalia turned around and locked eyes with Hamilton’s oceanic gaze.

Hamilton, dressed in a black trench coat, looked somewhat weary as he stood in the doorway. He loosened his tie and began shedding his coat as he walked inside.

Reaching the dining table, he immediately wrapped an arm around Natalia’s waist and drew her into his embrace, “Ms. Jenkins, help me with my tie, will you?”

Natalia quickly caught on to what he wanted, “Can we have dinner first?”

Hamilton gripped her chin and pressed her down against the dining table, “Not now. You come first.”

With that, he yanked open her blouse while guiding her hands to his tie.

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cold! Natalia reminded him yet again.

down that, within moments, slipped beneath the hem of her nightgown.

it, he said, chuckling, “Don’t you want this, Ms. Jenkins?”

withdrew his hand from her gown and held it before her eyes to

face flushed crimson, “Hamilton, if you’re going to do it,

nuzzled her earlobe as he carried her toward the

an hour had

Natalia was so tired

go reheat the dinner,” Hamilton said as he ruffled her

replied

Hamilton could leave the bedroom, his phone began to ring.

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

the phone and stepped out of the room,

“Eveleen.”

laugh and closed her eyes.

how long it had taken, and the bedroom

into the walk–in closet and came out

her eyes to

in affirmation, “They’ve set up a gathering and I can’t always

simply responded, “Okay.”

warmed up the food for you. Have

silence, she asked again, “Will you be coming back tonight?”

“Not tonight.”

the reunion

Send me the address, and I’ll head

saying that, Hamilton turned and left.

for a long time before she

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reheated was on the dining table. She sat down with utmost calmness and began to eat. It was all prepared with her hard work. He didn’t eat it, so she would. But as she ate,

fork and covered her eyes. She didn’t

while before she regained her composure. She dumped the remaining food into the trash and took it downstairs to share with the stray cats and

address to Hamilton and lay

in. As soon as she entered, she cursed, “That jerk! He makes

frowned slightly, “What happened?”

“It’s

in the alumni group that you were someone’s mistress. Made

always muted the alumni group,

her phone and sure enough, the group was full of foul language

looking,” Scarlett tried to snatch the phone away.

were too ugly; she was angry just

held onto the phone tightly. Her face was a terrible shade of pale. Still, she

dialed 911. But the outcome

couldn’t be used as direct evidence

Scarlett looked at her,

her

the walk–in closet and asked,

the nines tonight, then strut in there with Hamilton. and slap her face hard with your presence.”

Hamilton, Natalia’s eyelashes quivered