Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 107

Natalia felt a flush of pink tint the corners of her eyes. Even the pristine whiteness of her forehead betrayed her, with veins subtly standing out in stark relief. She understood all too well the meaning behind Hamilton’s words.

It was a reminder to remember her place, the anger at her audacity to consider reneging, mockery, and scorn, Mocking her for not knowing when to quit, for not understanding her station. Laughing at her for making a scene, all in an attempt to squeeze out more money.

Her eyes stung with suppressed tears, but she swallowed them down.

Lifting her gaze, her lips curved into a faint smile, and with a slight parting of her red lips, she said, “What’s the matter, Mr. Fowler? Your child Is only worth a couple of villas to you? That really is quite cheap.”

“Natalia!” Hamilton’s eyes suddenly flared with a tinge of red. “Don’t think I can put up with you forever!”

Natalia let out a laugh and, without waiting for Hamilton to react, suddenly hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him, even boldly prying his lips apart.

Hamilton was taken aback for a moment, but then his hands gripped the back of her neck and deepened the kiss.

But at that moment, Natalia suddenly let him go. “Is this what you wanted, Mr. Fowler?”

Her voice was cool and collected as she spoke.

“I’ll give it,” she said. “After all, you’re paying me. I’m very clear about my status. If you want me, then I must hand myself to you.”

Then, she laughed again. “Mr. Fowler, I apologize for my capricious behavior before. From now on, I will definitely not discuss anything beyond money with you! After all, what we have is just a transaction, isn’t it?”

Hamilton looked at the woman before him, his eyes narrowing sharply.

Although everything Natalia said was true–between them, it was indeed just a transaction–he was profoundly reluctant to hear those words from her.

He ran his finger over the pink blush at the corner of her eye. Then, he let out a cold laugh and bent down to fiercely bite her lip without a hint of compassion, forcing the tears she had held back to escape.

But Natalia did not struggle; she was almost cooperative. She was docile and submissive, letting him bite, letting him kiss.

Seeing her compliant actions, Hamilton suddenly felt a surge of anger. He didn’t like this perfunctory compliance. In it, he saw not a trace of joy from her. She was compliant only because of her status.

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an instant. He pulled away

if to dilute the silence in the room.

straightened her nightgown, still trembling slightly. The chill from the glass still made her

away, cigarette in one hand, the other

watched her tidy up her disheveled appearance as if observing a joke, not

an eternity, he finally spoke. “Natalia, is this your attitude?”

bed sheet, silent, not quite sure how to respond. Even now, she didn’t know what would satisfy this man.

he desired? She had complied; wasn’t that enough?

of attitude would you like then, Mr.

her, bitterness in her voice. “One where I’m in love with you? Or do I need to be dying for you to be satisfied?”

suddenly gripped her waist and once

an unmerciful

felt a sharp pain in her back.

simply pinched her waist, increasing his force.

his shoulder with reddening

grunt, his only response a terse

down

be in a contest

ended as quietly as it

the bed. He remained impeccably dressed, his collar not even out of place. He leaned against the window, lighting

the truth; I’ll give you the truth. But Natalia, I still won’t

the bed and gave a bitter laugh. She

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blanket, calming the turmoil inside her caused by this man. But her heart

bit her lip tightly. In the end, she couldn’t hold

end approached, Hamilton suddenly became busier. Meetings were incessant.

again about the child, nor did she argue with him. Since he had said he would give her the truth, she would wait for his so–called truth. But she wasn’t

to contact the fan’s family and sought clues from

frustration, she could only arrange to meet Alden. Although she wasn’t sure if Alden would be willing to help her, he was the only person she could think of, and the only one she believed she could meet

glanced at her phone, informed Tess with a word, and headed downstairs.