Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 111

Hamilton’s voice cut through the air, followed promptly by another command.

“Come here.”

Natalia’s steps faltered upon hearing him, but only for a moment before she resumed her march towards the exit.

She didn’t want to stay despite realizing how awkward it would look to leave so soon after arriving as if confirming she didn’t belong in this exclusive gathering.

But the truth was, she couldn’t bear the thought of spending another minute with this crowd.

Victor’s disdain for her was mutual; she had no interest in him either. So why stay and sour her own night?

And as for Hamilton…

Natalia let out a wry chuckle. Her first love was right by his side; was she expected to stick around just to be overshadowed?

Standing tall, she didn’t hesitate as she made her way to the door.

But when Hamilton saw her determined to leave, his face darkened instantaneously.

Alden, sensing the tension, quickly reached out to stop her. “Ms. Jenkins, now that you’re here, you can’t just up and leave like this.”

Natalia offered a laugh, though it lacked mirth. “Sorry, Alden, but I really don’t like it here.”

Alden frowned, glancing at Hamilton, hoping he would say something to convince her to stay. But Hamilton remained silent, his gaze heavy on Natalia.

Victor, ever the instigator, couldn’t resist adding fuel to the fire. “Alden, let her go if she wants to. She shouldn’t have been invited in the first place. What’s the point of bringing someone like her, just to spoil the mood?”

Finally, Elliott couldn’t hold back. “Victor Henkel, that’s quite enough. Ms. Jenkins isn’t here for you.”

Victor clicked his tongue, throwing Elliott a meaningful glance. “Since when did you become so chummy with Ms. Jenkins?”

Elliott ignored him, turning to Natalia instead. “Ms. Jenkins, since you’re here, why not join us for a bit? It’s Hamilton’s birthday, after all. We should be having fun.”

Eveleen chimed in with a laugh, playing the gracious hostess. “Yeah, come and have some fun. Otherwise, it might seem like we’re not welcoming.”

Her words, dripping with an air of exclusive ownership, effectively set Natalia apart from the

group.

Natalia had no intention of staying, but Eveleen’s comment sparked a defiant streak in her. She stepped forward, moving towards Elliott. “If Ms. Schafer insists, I’ll stay and join in the festivities.

Eveleen’s smile froze on her face.

reach her destination, he

tight, and she didn’t respond but

silent, a tableau of shocked faces

the definition of fury. She glared at Natalia

doing? You’re scaring Ms. Jenkins. She’s quite close to Elliott, so what’s

him?”

Hamilton only scoffed. “Drinks on me tonight. I got to

Natalia’s waist and

and the entire room was silent.

by the evening’s turn of events. The engagement announcement she was anticipating with Hamilton had

now, Hamilton was leaving with Natalia, leaving her

but comment with a smirk, “Looks like it’s clear who’s closer to

lackluster flick. He glanced at Eveleen. “Ms. Jenkins sure knows how to make

abruptly, following

Natalia straight to the parking lot. As they reached his car, a voice called

Eveleen approaching, tears streaming down her

you really going to leave

door and turned to Natalia.

a word, Natalia climbed

pocket, Hamilton produced a handkerchief and offered it to Eveleen,

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a bitter smile. She really shouldn’t

seemed to stretch on until Hamilton finally got back into the car. His first words were laced with sarcasm. “Ms. Jenkins,

by him and Eveleen. She had no explanation

didn’t argue, merely murmured an apology, “Sorry, I shouldn’t

frustration. “What? You feel wronged

for a long moment

no cake. His scoff was sharp and bitter. “So, Ms. Jenkins, you’re not even cooking dinner this

like you’re going to eat it

eyes narrowed sharply for a moment before he

started stripping off his clothes as

for a moment before finally

the time the spaghetti was ready, Hamilton had emerged from the bathroom.

“longevity spaghetti” Natalia made

and his

seat at the dining table and started eating

walked towards the bathroom.

Hamilton had already retreated to the bedroom. He was leaning against the

barely make out the

drunk and won’t stop crying. Come over, will you? None of us can