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!

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

said, chuckling, “Don’t

her gown and held

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

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

everything was over, an hour had passed.

a robe, lit a cigarette. Natalia was so tired she could barely lift her

reheat the dinner,” Hamilton said as

replied weakly.

leave the bedroom, his

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

took the phone and stepped out of the room, and she could faintly hear him say,

“Eveleen.”

a bitter laugh and closed

long it had taken, and the bedroom door was pushed

walk–in closet and came out dressed

her eyes to ask.

in affirmation, “They’ve set up a gathering and I can’t

responded,

warmed up the food for you. Have something to

didn’t move. After a long silence, she asked again, “Will you be

“Not tonight.”

about the

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

saying that, Hamilton turned and

time

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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 saltiness on her

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

took while before she regained her composure. She dumped the remaining food into the

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

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

frowned slightly,

“It’s

that

always muted the alumni group, not

the group was full of foul language and

Scarlett tried to snatch the

were too ugly; she was angry just reading them, let alone Natalia.

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

dialed 911. But the outcome was

were suggestive and couldn’t be used

Scarlett looked at

her head.

She dragged her into the walk–in closet and

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

of Hamilton,