Chapter 112

When Natalia awoke the next morning, Hamilton was already busy perfecting his Windsor knot in front of the mirror. Dapper as ever, he stood by the bedside.

“You can take the day off if you’re tired,” he said with a casual glance her way,

His amorous endeavors the previous night had been rather demanding, and it was well past midnight when she finally got some rest.

Shaking her head as she sat up, Natalia dismissed the thought. There was a mountain of work awaiting her at the office.

Hamilton raised an eyebrow. “Then, shall we ride together?”

She was resolute in her refusal. “No need. I’ll take the bus.”

But Hamilton acted as if he hadn’t heard her decline, casually leaning against the door frame, waiting.

With a glance in his direction, Natalia didn’t protest further.

As she dressed, her fingers hesitated for a mere second. She pulled out a small box from her drawer. Inside was a charm bracelet she had gotten a while back, meant to bring good fortune and safety.

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She had intended to give it to Hamilton for his birthday, but when he had asked about it yesterday, she suddenly didn’t want to give it away anymore.

She picked up the bracelet, examined it for a few seconds, and then placed it back in the box.

She didn’t want to gift him with her sentiments anymore, only to have them carelessly trampled

upon.

Lowering her gaze, Natalia pushed the box to the farthest corner of the drawer.

Dressed and ready, she found Hamilton still waiting at the door.

She composed herself before asking, “Mr. Fowler, have you come to a conclusion about that matter?”

Hamilton’s gaze darkened, and after a moment’s silence, he spoke. “Ms. Jenkins, do you really think the truth is so important?”

Natalia nodded affirmatively. “Yes, at least to me, it’s very important.”

A shadow crossed Hamilton’s face. After a brief pause, he finally admitted, “Indeed, it was orchestrated.”

Natalia’s lips tightened, and her hands clenched to the point of turning her knuckles white.

struggling to steady her voice, she asked, “Was it Eveleen?”

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at her, wordless.

“So, you had already figured

reminded of the tender way he had

was responsible for the loss of her child. Yet, he still managed to comfort her with such tenderness and patience.

about her and

heartless and yet hopelessly devoted he could be?

ago, but he had withheld

Natalia asked, he wouldn’t tell. His long fingers lifted her chin as he looked down into her eyes. “Natalia, sometimes accepting reality is more important than knowing

been holding up quite well, yet her nose tingled with the onset of tears.

she said with a teary smile. “But I insist on knowing the truth! Mr. Fowler, you might not

she pulled away from his grip

face darkened instantly. He grabbed Natalia’s hand. “Natalia! I

his gaze. “I know, Mr. Fowler. Can you let

release her; instead, he pulled her into the

no resistance.

lot did Hamilton speak up. “I’ll give Eveleen a warning.

sad smile flickered across Natalia’s face as

warning for Eveleen – that was as far as Hamilton was willing to bend, it seemed. She

not looking back at him.

she opened the car door and

Hamilton watched her retreating figure, his expression

her eyes haunted him. He might not care about the child,

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couldn’t ignore

seat, he lit a cigarette and, after a long while, picked up his phone to make

off–kilter demeanor, especially the

happen?”

a strained smile. “It’s nothing.

talk to me if something’s up. I may

a nod and a smile, Natalia thanked

said, moving closer. “Boss, have you heard? Mr.

bear to hear any more about Hamilton and

her engagement to Mr. Fowler on Twitter. I want to see how she takes this. I thought Mr. Fowler really

remained downcast, and she didn’t respond, simply starting

that Natalia was disinterested, she eventually moved on to gossip with

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