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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get cold! Natalia reminded him yet

down that, within moments, slipped

we can reheat it, he said, chuckling,

from her gown and held it before her eyes to show

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

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

everything was over, an hour

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

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

she replied

the bedroom, his phone began

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

phone and stepped out of the room, and she could

“Eveleen.”

laugh and closed her

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

the walk–in closet and came out dressed in fresh

her eyes to

a gathering and I can’t

simply responded,

for you. Have something

long silence, she asked again, “Will you be

“Not tonight.”

about the reunion tomorrow?”

keep my word. Send me the address,

that, Hamilton

in bed for a long time before she dressed

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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.

eyes. She didn’t make a sound, only

regained her composure. She dumped the remaining food into the trash and took it

she sent the address to Hamilton

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

slightly, “What happened?”

“It’s

implied in the alumni group that you were someone’s mistress. Made my head explode.”

She had always muted the alumni group, not expecting

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

tried to

words were too ugly; she was angry just

was a terrible shade of pale. Still, she persisted in

she dialed 911. But the

were suggestive and couldn’t be used as direct evidence of

up, Scarlett looked at her, “How did it

shook her

dragged her into the walk–in closet and asked,

telling you that you have to dress to the nines tonight, then strut in there with Hamilton. and slap her

mention of Hamilton, Natalia’s eyelashes