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

trailing down that, within moments, slipped beneath the hem of her nightgown.

reheat it, he said, chuckling, “Don’t you

his hand from her gown and held it before her eyes to show the moisture

crimson, “Hamilton, if you’re going to

flustered look. He nuzzled her earlobe as he

everything was over, an hour had

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

while; I’ll go reheat the dinner,”

replied

bedroom, his phone began to ring.

Natalia’s eyelids fluttered.

stepped out of the room,

“Eveleen.”

let out a bitter laugh

how long it had taken,

the walk–in closet and came out dressed

out?” Natalia opened her

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

responded, “Okay.”

up the food for you. Have something to eat before you

long silence, she asked again, “Will

“Not tonight.”

about the

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

saying that, Hamilton turned and left.

lay in bed for a long time before she dressed and

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reheated was on the dining table. She sat down with utmost calmness and began to eat. It was all prepared with her hard work. He didn’t

eyes. She didn’t

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

address to Hamilton and lay down to

entered, she cursed, “That jerk!

slightly, “What happened?”

“It’s

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

always muted the alumni group, not expecting Giselle to cause trouble there.

sure enough, the group was full of foul

to snatch the

were too ugly; she was angry just

shade of pale. Still, she persisted

screenshots, she dialed 911. But the outcome was disappointing.

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

up, Scarlett looked at her, “How

her head.

was fuming. She dragged her into the walk–in closet and asked, “What are you

telling you that you have to dress to the nines tonight, then strut in

of Hamilton, Natalia’s eyelashes quivered