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.

15:45

to get cold! Natalia reminded him yet again.

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

he said, chuckling, “Don’t you want

her gown and held it before her

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

flustered look. He nuzzled her earlobe as he carried her toward

was over, an hour had passed.

cigarette. Natalia was so tired

a while; I’ll go reheat the dinner,”

she replied weakly.

before Hamilton could leave the bedroom, his phone began to

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

phone and stepped out of the

“Eveleen.”

a bitter laugh and

long it had taken, and the bedroom

went into the walk–in closet and came

Natalia opened her eyes

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

simply responded, “Okay.”

up the food for you. Have

move. After a long silence, she asked again, “Will you

“Not tonight.”

about the reunion tomorrow?”

Jenkins, don’t worry. I promised you, and I’ll keep my word. Send me the address, and I’ll head straight

that, Hamilton turned and

in bed for a long time before she dressed and got

15:45

She sat down with utmost calmness and began to eat. It was all prepared with her hard work. He

didn’t make a sound, only her shoulders were

the trash and took it downstairs to share

her shower, she sent the address to Hamilton

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

frowned slightly, “What

“It’s

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

eyes narrowed slightly. She had always muted the alumni

sure enough, the group was full of foul

Scarlett tried to snatch the

too ugly; she was angry just

shade of pale. Still, she persisted in

taking screenshots, she dialed 911. But the

be used as

looked at her, “How did

shook her head.

the walk–in closet and asked, “What are you

to dress to the nines tonight, then strut in there with Hamilton.

Hamilton,

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