Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 115

Hamilton furrowed his brow, a look of confusion crossing his face as if he hadn’t quite caught Natalia’s words.

“What did you say?” His voice was frosty as his gaze locked onto Natalia.

Meeting his cold eyes, Natalia repeated firmly, “I said, I want to move out.”

Hamilton’s features darkened in an instant.

“Natalia, have you forgotten what I’ve told you? Our relationship doesn’t end until I say it does!”

Her eyes did not waver as she responded, “I haven’t forgotten. I know that in our relationship, I never had the right to say no.”

She didn’t say it was over because it wouldn’t make a difference if she did!

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“Mr. Fowler, you can call me anytime you need me. I’ll be there at the drop of a hat.”

Hamilton’s deep–set eyes flared with a smoldering fire. Silent, he just stared at Natalia.

The atmosphere in the room was oppressively thick, but Natalia showed no sign of backing down.

After what felt like an eternity, Hamilton let out a mocking laugh. “Ms. Jenkins, you are quite the professional, always on call.”

The insult was biting. Even though Natalia had steeled herself, his words stung deep.

Swallowing the tightness in her chest, she forced a smile. “Of course, I can’t let your money go to waste.”

Hamilton’s mocking smile slowly faded as he regarded Natalia, his lips parting slightly with a chill in his voice.

“Just because I asked about your relationship with Ryan tonight, you want to move out of this house? Natalia, do you have the audacity to claim there’s nothing between you and Ryan?”

Natalia let out a bitter laugh, “Indeed, there’s nothing between Ryan and me, Hamilton, and you know better than anyone why I want to move out!”

He continued to fix her with a cold stare, and after a long pause, he scoffed disdainfully.

“I’ve dug up the truth you were after, and I even broke the rules to help you go after Eveleen. Natalia, don’t get too greedy, and don’t overestimate your importance!”

A wave of sourness flooded Natalia’s heart. She had indeed overestimated herself in the past. That’s why she kept foolishly trying to probe and fight for something more.

She thought her efforts and persistence might eventually elicit some kind of response from this man, even if it was just a tiny bit.

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But now she faced the harsh truth. As much as she hated to admit it, she was nothing more than a plaything in Hamilton’s eyes.

His tolerance and affection were mere whims, given when he was in a good mood. And yet, she had repeatedly fallen for those fleeting moments of kindness.

the bitterness, trying to appear

caught between you and Eveleen anymore. I admit that I lack the family and connections; I can’t compete with Eveleen. I’ve overstepped my bounds, and now I’m stepping back. Please, let me go.”

He rose and

signed under duress? Now you’re asking me to let you go–isn’t

met his gaze head–on.

Hamilton, the agreement was always just

just her and Hamilton, perhaps she wouldn’t mind staying until the agreement ended even knowing that in the end,

heart was entirely devoted

She was done.

the

want to play this

chin fiercely, a hint of

did you just figure out my relationship with

care

her lips quivering slightly. Stubbornly, she looked at Hamilton, her gaze

heart twisted at the sight of her tears, but anger

at Natalia’s constant attempts

His grip tightened.

you really think moving out will free you from this relationship? Let me tell you, it’s impossible. As long as

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Chapter 115

as he caressed Natalia’s cheek with

I’m no saint, and I detest defiance. If I

he dipped his head, kissing her lips with uncharacteristic

her delicate neck, he savored her like

sound of tearing fabric

sudden cold, but just

his voice cool and detached.

a rendezvous with another man, you disgust me.”

matter how genteel he appeared, at his core, he was ruthless and

she was indeed nothing more than a plaything.

walked towards the

defiant exit, his face

himself indulgent and patient with Natalia. He had never made such concessions for any woman

she was just a

woman. He’d rather let her go and have her

took a deep drag of his cigarette. Its smoke curled up into the dim light

air, he finally

he began, the words hanging heavy between them. “I’ll ask you one more time. Do you really have

word that held

their complicated relationship. But it would put some much–needed distance

set on leaving, I’ll let you go. But remember, as long as our

lips were a tight line, her

his chin up