Chapter 89

Natalia felt a pang in her chest as Hamilton spoke, his affection always seeming more like charity than genuine care. She was tired of entangling her thoughts in these emotions.

Looking up at him, she mustered a simple, “Thanks.”

Hamilton’s brows furrowed slightly, and a scoff escaped his lips, “Don’t mention it. Since you’re not burning up anymore, come on and eat something.”

Inhaling deeply, Natalia put her chaotic emotions aside, got out of bed, and took a shower.

When she came out of the bathroom, Hamilton had already dished out lunch.

Chicken soup.

A flicker of surprise crossed Natalia’s eyes; she actually quite liked chicken soup. As a child, her mother Tatiana would often make it for her.

“Why this?” she asked.

Hamilton arched a brow at her and asked back, “Isn’t this your favorite soup?”

Natalia’s grip on her spoon tightened unconsciously. It felt like ages before she whispered another, “Thank you.”

Hamilton’s face darkened at her excessively polite thanks. Ever since the miscarriage, it seemed she had adopted this attitude.

“Ms. Jenkins, fond of saying thanks, are we?”

Natalia’s lips pressed into a thin line. After a brief silence, she replied, “It’s just common

courtesy.”

Hamilton snorted, “You are indeed very ‘courteous“.”

Natalia glanced at him but remained silent, lifting her bowl to eat.

After lunch, Hamilton changed into fresh clothes, preparing for the office.

“Need more rest?” he asked.

Natalia shook her head and said, “No, I’m already behind on work. Can’t afford to lose more.

time.”

Hamilton nodded, watching her get dressed. As she was about to leave, he called out,

“Natalia.”

He stood at the bedroom door, holding a tie. “Come here, help me with this.”

then

and tied

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I should get

speaking, Hamilton grasped her hand.

this one, pick another”

Fowler, I’m going to

the office before the afternoon check–in.

just seemed indifferently. “So?”

helped him choose another tie. Finally ready, she rushed towards the

from behind, “You’re almost late. Don’t take the

refusing, “Better not. People might

at her eagerness

you afraid

“Very.”

was more than afraid after what had happened, having felt

once covertly wished others knew about her relationship with Hamilton, now she wanted nothing of the

just looked at her and said, “You’re that keen

deny it, “I don’t want to be accused

Schafer.”

eyes narrowed, his expression darkening

talk. He grabbed her wrist and led

struggled, but Hamilton picked her up in his arms. “Hamilton! What are you doing?”

in stone. He placed her in the passenger seat and didn’t speak

you think some boundaries are yours to draw?”

establish boundaries with him. If sleeping with him was

wrong with

“Unless you have nothing to do with me anymore. Now you’re still using my money, still my lover. Can you

had no comeback. She was still his lover,

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if he didn’t

could you let me out

her to face any more gossip after the recent online

over, pinching

it this afternoon. If you’re

silent for a moment

the office. Tess

you alright?”

sorry to worry you,”

scared you’d do something drastic. Isn’t that what happens to people who get cyberbullied?”

Tess’s hair. “I’m not that

if only you and Mr. Fowler

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