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

was trailing down that, within moments, slipped beneath the

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

hand from her gown and held it before her

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

her

an hour had passed.

Natalia was so

I’ll go reheat the dinner,” Hamilton said as

she replied weakly.

could leave the bedroom, his phone began to ring.

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

took the phone and stepped out of the

“Eveleen.”

a bitter laugh and closed her eyes.

taken, and the bedroom door was pushed open

closet and came out dressed in fresh clothes.

opened her eyes to

affirmation, “They’ve set up a gathering

responded,

you. Have something to eat before you sleep.”

but didn’t move. After a long silence, she asked again,

“Not tonight.”

about the

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

Hamilton

a long time before she

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Hamilton had reheated was 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, so she would. But as she ate,

covered her eyes. She didn’t make a

remaining food into the trash and

she sent the address to Hamilton and lay

afternoon, Scarlett stormed in. As soon as she entered, she cursed, “That jerk! He makes

slightly, “What

“It’s

witch Giselle. She implied in the alumni group that you were someone’s

the alumni group, not expecting Giselle

phone and sure enough, the group was full of foul language and

Scarlett tried to

words were too ugly; she was angry just reading

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

taking screenshots, she dialed 911. But the

and couldn’t be used as direct evidence of defamation.

hanging up, Scarlett looked at her, “How did

shook her head.

her into the walk–in closet and asked,

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

the mention of Hamilton, Natalia’s eyelashes quivered