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 him

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

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

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

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

look. He nuzzled her earlobe as he carried

over, an hour had passed.

was

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

replied

the bedroom, his phone began

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

out of the

“Eveleen.”

a bitter laugh

how long it had taken, and the

closet and came out dressed in fresh

out?” Natalia opened her eyes

a gathering and

simply responded,

up the food for you. Have something to eat

a long silence, she asked again, “Will you be coming back

“Not tonight.”

the reunion

I’ll keep my word. Send

saying that, Hamilton

long time before she

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eat. It was all prepared with her hard work. He didn’t eat it, so

didn’t

before she regained her composure. She dumped the remaining food into the trash and took it downstairs to share with the stray cats

the address to Hamilton

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

slightly, “What happened?”

“It’s

group that you were someone’s mistress. Made my head explode.”

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

group was

to snatch

words were too ugly; she was angry just reading

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

she dialed 911. But the

suggestive and couldn’t be used as

looked at her, “How did

her head.

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

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

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