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.

15:45

food’s going to get cold! Natalia reminded

even more invigorated; his hand was trailing down that, within moments, slipped

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

and held it before her eyes to show

“Hamilton, if you’re going to

particularly adored her flustered look. He nuzzled her earlobe as he

everything was over, an

robe, lit a cigarette. Natalia was

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

she replied

bedroom, his phone began

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

out of the room, and she could faintly

“Eveleen.”

let out a bitter laugh and closed her

wasn’t sure about how long it had taken, and the

went into the walk–in closet and came out dressed

opened her

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

simply responded, “Okay.”

Have something to eat before you sleep.”

she asked again, “Will

“Not tonight.”

the

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

that, Hamilton turned and left.

long time before

15:45

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,

eyes. She didn’t make a sound, only her

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

to

soon as she entered,

frowned slightly, “What

“It’s

Giselle. She implied in the alumni group that you

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

the group was full of foul language and

Scarlett tried to snatch

she was angry

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

taking screenshots, she dialed 911. But the outcome was disappointing.

couldn’t be used as direct evidence of

hanging up, Scarlett looked at

her head.

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

in there with Hamilton. and slap her face hard with

of Hamilton, Natalia’s eyelashes quivered slightly.

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