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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get cold! Natalia reminded him yet

down that, within moments, slipped beneath the hem of

fine, we can reheat it, he said, chuckling, “Don’t you

from her gown and held it

“Hamilton, if you’re going to do it, just

look. He nuzzled her earlobe as

an hour had

robe, lit a cigarette. Natalia was so tired she

I’ll go reheat the dinner,” Hamilton said

she replied

could leave the bedroom, his

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

took the phone and stepped out of the

“Eveleen.”

bitter laugh

it had taken, and

and came out dressed in

out?” Natalia opened her eyes

up a gathering and I can’t always say no.”

simply responded, “Okay.”

up the food for you. Have something to eat before

silence, she asked again,

“Not tonight.”

the reunion tomorrow?”

worry. I promised you, and I’ll keep my word. Send me the address, and I’ll

that, Hamilton

for a long time before

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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

her fork and covered her eyes. She didn’t make a sound, only her shoulders were

the remaining food into the trash and took it downstairs to share with the stray cats and

the address to Hamilton and lay down to

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

slightly, “What

“It’s

that you were someone’s mistress. Made

alumni

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

tried to snatch

were too ugly; she was angry just

onto the phone tightly. Her face was a terrible shade of pale. Still, she persisted in screenshotting all of Giselle’s messages.

screenshots, she dialed 911. But the outcome was

couldn’t be used as direct evidence of

hanging up, Scarlett looked at

her

dragged her into the walk–in closet and asked, “What are you planning to

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

Hamilton, Natalia’s eyelashes