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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cold! Natalia reminded him yet

his hand was trailing down that, within

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

hand from her gown and held it before her eyes

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

her flustered look. He nuzzled her

was over, an hour

lit a cigarette. Natalia was

dinner,”

replied

could leave the bedroom, his phone began to

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

stepped out of the room,

“Eveleen.”

bitter laugh and

long it had taken, and the bedroom

walk–in closet and came out

Natalia opened her eyes to ask.

affirmation, “They’ve set up a

responded, “Okay.”

up the food for you. Have something to eat

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

“Not tonight.”

about the reunion tomorrow?”

word. Send me the address, and I’ll head straight to the venue

Hamilton turned and left.

time before she dressed and got

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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

put down her fork and covered her eyes. She didn’t make a sound, only her shoulders

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

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

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

slightly,

“It’s

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

She had always muted the alumni group,

checked her phone and sure enough, the group was

Scarlett tried to snatch the phone away.

she was angry just reading them, let alone

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

dialed 911. But

and couldn’t be

Scarlett looked at her, “How did it go?”

her head.

the walk–in closet

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

Hamilton, Natalia’s

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