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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get cold! Natalia reminded him yet

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

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

held it before

you’re going to do it, just do

nuzzled her earlobe as he carried her toward the bedroom.

was over, an hour had

lit a cigarette. Natalia was so tired

dinner,” Hamilton said as he

replied

leave the bedroom, his phone began

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

stepped out of the room,

“Eveleen.”

let out a bitter laugh

about how long it had taken, and the bedroom door was pushed

and came out dressed

her

hummed in affirmation, “They’ve set up a gathering and I can’t always say no.”

responded,

up the food for you. Have something to eat before

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

“Not tonight.”

the reunion tomorrow?”

I’ll keep my word. Send

saying that, Hamilton

time before she dressed and got

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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, she tasted a hint of

She didn’t make a sound, only

into the trash

address to

in. As soon as she entered, she cursed, “That jerk! He makes my blood boil!”

slightly, “What happened?”

“It’s

She implied in the alumni group that you

had always muted the alumni group, not expecting Giselle

the group was full of foul language and

tried to

too ugly; she was angry just reading them, let

was a terrible shade of pale. Still, she persisted in screenshotting all of Giselle’s

911. But

and couldn’t be used

at her, “How

her head.

her into the walk–in closet and asked, “What are you planning to wear?”

tonight, then strut in there with Hamilton. and slap her face hard with

mention of Hamilton, Natalia’s eyelashes quivered

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