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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to get cold! Natalia reminded

invigorated; his hand was trailing down that,

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

hand from her gown and held it before her eyes to

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

He nuzzled her earlobe as he carried her toward the bedroom.

an

a robe, lit a cigarette. Natalia was so tired she

reheat the dinner,” Hamilton said as he

replied weakly.

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

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

of the room, and

“Eveleen.”

bitter laugh and closed her eyes.

it had taken, and the bedroom door

the walk–in closet and came out dressed in

opened her eyes to

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

responded, “Okay.”

up the food for you. Have something

silence, she asked again, “Will you

“Not tonight.”

the reunion tomorrow?”

word. Send me the address,

Hamilton turned and left.

lay in bed for a long time before she dressed and

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was on the dining table. She sat down with utmost calmness and began to eat. It was all prepared with her hard work.

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

dumped the remaining food into the trash and took it downstairs to share

she sent the address to Hamilton and lay down to sleep.

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

slightly, “What happened?”

“It’s

Giselle. She implied in the alumni group that you were someone’s mistress. Made my head explode.”

always muted the alumni

the group was full of foul language and

to snatch the

was angry just

Natalia held onto the phone tightly. Her face was a terrible shade of

dialed 911. But the

words were suggestive and couldn’t be used as direct

Scarlett looked at her, “How did it

her head.

was fuming. She dragged her into the walk–in closet and

you have to dress to the nines tonight, then strut in

the mention of Hamilton, Natalia’s eyelashes quivered slightly.