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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going to get cold! Natalia reminded him

more invigorated; his hand was trailing down that, within moments, slipped beneath the hem of her

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

held it before her eyes to show the

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

adored her flustered look. He nuzzled her earlobe as he carried her toward the bedroom.

over, an

cigarette. Natalia was so tired she could barely lift her arms.

while; I’ll go reheat the dinner,” Hamilton said

she replied

bedroom, his phone began to ring.

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

of the room, and she could faintly hear him

“Eveleen.”

bitter laugh

it had taken, and the

went into the walk–in closet and came

out?” Natalia opened her eyes to ask.

hummed in affirmation, “They’ve set up a gathering and I

responded,

warmed up the food for you. Have something to

she asked again,

“Not tonight.”

the reunion

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

saying that, Hamilton

bed for a long time before

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all prepared with her hard

didn’t make a sound, only her shoulders were trembling

remaining food into the trash and took it downstairs

to Hamilton and lay

next afternoon, Scarlett stormed in. As soon as she entered,

slightly, “What happened?”

“It’s

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

muted the alumni group, not expecting Giselle to cause trouble there.

and sure enough, the group was full of foul language

to snatch the phone

too ugly; she was angry just reading them, let

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

she dialed 911. But the outcome was

and couldn’t be used as direct evidence

hanging up, Scarlett looked at her,

her

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

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

mention of Hamilton, Natalia’s eyelashes