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

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

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

his hand from her gown and held it before her eyes to show the moisture

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

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

everything was over, an hour

lit a cigarette. Natalia was so tired she could

go reheat the dinner,” Hamilton said as

replied weakly.

the bedroom, his

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

the phone and stepped out of the room,

“Eveleen.”

let out a bitter laugh

had taken, and

the walk–in closet and

her eyes to ask.

a

simply responded,

Have something to eat before you

After a long silence, she asked

“Not tonight.”

the reunion

word. Send me the address, and I’ll head straight to the venue

saying that, Hamilton

long time before she

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began to eat. It was all prepared with her hard work. He didn’t eat it, so she would. But as she ate, she

didn’t make a sound, only

she regained her composure. She dumped the remaining food into the trash and took it downstairs

to Hamilton and

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

frowned slightly,

“It’s

group that you were someone’s mistress.

had always muted the alumni group, not expecting Giselle to cause trouble

and sure enough, the group was full of

tried to

words were too ugly; she was angry

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

taking screenshots, she dialed 911.

be used as

looked at her,

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.” She

of Hamilton, Natalia’s eyelashes