Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 95

Natalia’s nerves snapped taut. She looked at Hamilton, trying to appear natural. “I’ve been meaning to learn about some upscale sanatoriums, you know, planning ahead for my mom.”

Hamilton’s gaze bore into her as though trying to read her mind.

Natalia didn’t dare to look away. Hamilton was suspicious by nature, and she couldn’t afford to show any guilt.

After what felt like an eternity, he nodded.

“Are you planning on settling down in Boria City for the future?”

Natalia paused, actually having decided to ditch that particular sanatorium the moment she learned it belonged to the Spiegel family.

If she were to leave, she had no intention of re–entering Hamilton’s orbit.

“Perhaps.”

“Like Boria City?”

Natalia shook her head. “Not particularly, but it is the capital, after all. The healthcare here is a notch above the rest.”

Hamilton’s response was noncommittal. “But the cost of living and medical bills here are much steeper, Ms. Jenkins. Silkwood City’s healthcare is quite decent, too.”

Natalia’s lips were pressed tightly together, choosing not to engage.

Hamilton dropped the subject.

“Get ready. I’ll take you out for dinner.”

“Out?” Natalia’s question wasn’t surprising, given their history. Over their three–year relationship, they seldom dined out.

Apart from social engagements, Natalia usually cooked at home. After all, their affair wasn’t exactly public knowledge. They were hardly the type to go on dinner dates like any ordinary couple.

Hamilton nodded. “Yeah, after that, we’ll go horseback riding.”

A flicker of interest crossed Natalia’s eyes. “Alright.”

She changed into fresh clothes, and Hamilton led her out. His hand was large and warm, and she couldn’t help but look up at his silhouette.

on TV.

sun draped over him, and

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man seemed almost

about to speak, when Hamilton’s phone began to

the sound, Natalia instantly closed her

expression, “Landed? Alright, be safe. Head straight there, I’ll give them

call, Hamilton finally

town?” she asked.

“Yeah, here for a

managed a bitter smile. “So, you

he looked at her. “So

pressed her lips together. “I just wouldn’t want to hold up your date with

if I

goings were never hers to decide. After sorting things with Eveleen, Hamilton took Natalia out for a bite.

two women. One of them was familiar; it was the same woman who, at a charity dinner

at

glanced back. “What’s wrong? Feeling ill?”

lips. “It’s

raised an eyebrow. “Speak up if you’re not well.”

and followed him

a wave. “Hamilton,

the woman beside him. “This is my fiancée, Bianca, a photographer.”

is Mr. Fowler,” he said, pausing before adding, “and his colleague, Ms. Jenkins.”

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and then fell quiet.

a dig. “I should’ve known. It’s none other than Ms. Jenkins, the mistress.”

first time he had heard someone call Natalia a mistress to her face. Corporate rumors and internet trolls were one thing, but this was

his woman. No one else had the right to

sneer, he asked, “Caspian, and

a mask of displeasure. “My cousin’s daughter, spoiled rotten, I

at Thalia. “Come here and apologize!”

to Caspian’s arm.

one who butted into Eveleen and Mr. Fowler’s relationship.

a scowl, his gentlemanly demeanor replaced by a