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 again.

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

said, chuckling, “Don’t you want this, Ms. Jenkins?”

his hand from her gown and held it before her eyes

if you’re going to do it, just do

flustered look. He nuzzled her earlobe as he carried her

everything was over, an

cigarette. Natalia was so tired she could

for a while; I’ll go reheat the dinner,” Hamilton said as he

replied

bedroom, his phone began to ring.

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

the room,

“Eveleen.”

a bitter laugh and closed her eyes.

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

into the walk–in closet and

out?” Natalia opened her eyes

hummed in affirmation, “They’ve set up a gathering and

simply responded, “Okay.”

Have

long silence, she

“Not tonight.”

the

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

that, Hamilton turned and

time before she dressed and got

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with utmost calmness and began to eat. It was all prepared with her hard work.

She didn’t make

took while before she regained her composure. She dumped the remaining food into the trash and took it downstairs to share

to Hamilton and lay down to

as she entered, she cursed,

slightly,

“It’s

She implied in the alumni group that

the alumni group, not expecting

the group was full of foul language and

looking,” Scarlett tried to snatch the

words were too ugly; she was angry just reading

shade of pale. Still, she persisted in screenshotting

dialed 911. But the outcome was disappointing.

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

looked at her, “How

her head.

was fuming. She dragged her into the walk–in closet and asked, “What are you planning to wear?”

tonight, then strut in there with Hamilton. and slap

Hamilton, Natalia’s

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