Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 92

Natalia hung up Scarlett’s call and glanced over the brochure for the sanatorium. Just as Scarlett had said, the place had a great environment and top–notch care. The only headache was the medical bills.

She never wanted to sell the villa, but now, It seemed like the only way out.

As Natalia tucked the brochure away, her phone buzzed with a call from Hamilton.

“The contract’s solid. Ms. Jenkins, pack your bags; we’re heading to Boria City. I’ll meet you downstairs,” he said.

Natalia froze. “Mr. Fowler, isn’t it usually your executive secretary who travels with you?”

Hamilton chuckled softly. “What’s wrong with wanting your company?”

Stumped, Natalia struggled for words.

Finally, she said, “I have a lot on my plate right now, Mr. Fowler.”

“It’s your case, and you know it best. This is part of your job.”

Frowning deeply, Natalia protested, “But I haven’t even packed.”

His patience waning, Hamilton retorted, “Buy what you need in Boria City. I’m waiting downstairs. Hurry.”

With the call ending abruptly, Natalia felt a wave of frustration but resigned herself to the demands of work and packed quickly.

Before leaving, she notified Tess. “I’m off on a trip with Mr. Fowler. If you guys want to go ahead with the department dinner, don’t wait for me. I’ll reimburse you later.”

Tess shook her head. “No rush, we’ll wait for you, Boss.”

Natalia managed a smile, “That’s fine, too.”

Downstairs, Hamilton leaned back lazily in his Rolls–Royce, a cigarette between his fingers, the very picture of casual elegance.

Spotting Natalia, he raised an eyebrow, his gaze noting her pallor.

“What’s wrong? Feeling unwell?” he asked, concern creasing his brows.

Natalia shook her head. “I’m fine.”

Undeterred, Hamilton stepped out and checked her forehead for fever, then gently pressed her stomach. “No fever. Stomachache?”

His attentiveness was a paradox to Natalia, simultaneously pushing her away and pulling her in. Even knowing his tenderness was a trap, she sometimes swallowed it willingly.

“I’m fine,” she insisted, dodging his hand and getting into the car.

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avoid such

eyes narrowed before he scoffed. “Seems you really

confirming his

did not want to get too close to him. Not

it you who said we’re just in a

“You choose now to listen.”

of the ride was silent, with

By the time they reached their hotel in Boria City, it

seven.

as Natalia stepped through the door, Hamilton’s grip tightened on her wrist, pinning her against

are you

react, capturing her lips with intense possessiveness, his scent

this

his touch softening as he caressed her lips,

“Ms. Jenkins.”

went pale. “I’m still on

nonchalantly. “Doesn’t matter. There are other ways, right?”

shimmered with unshed tears,

softened but quickly dismissed the urge. He was now certain that he did not appreciate Natalia’s occasional defiance. He wanted her

a transaction, then you should do

How would you like me to serve you,

at her forced cheerfulness, but he said simply, “Use

slipping beneath his belt. The act, shadowed

into the electricity slot yet, so the

take long for Natalia’s arm to ache. After that, it was mostly Hamilton moving

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good, Natalia,” he whispered afterward, and she responded with

“Okay.”

shower, a knock sounded at the door. Hamilton went to open

Fowler, the clothes

over and handed one bag to Natalia, saying, “Get dressed. We’ve

to attend.”

at the unexpected event, but she knew better than to argue. And indeed, she had to give Hamilton

on putting her

outfit and loosely twisted her

in the

you look ravishing,” the man offered

you’re quite the looker yourself.”

and playfully tugged at her earlobe. “What about those earrings I got

smile tightened, and she averted her gaze from Hamilton. “I’m not fond of

“What do you like then?

Fowler, between you and me, I prefer