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.

swallowed the bitterness, trying to appear nonchalant.

Eveleen anymore. I admit that I lack the family and connections; I can’t compete with Eveleen.

He rose and cornered her against the door,

signed under duress? Now you’re asking me to let you go–isn’t it a bit late for

his gaze head–on.

I signed that agreement of my own will, but Hamilton, the agreement

mind staying until the agreement ended even knowing

he had his beloved. His heart was entirely devoted to his shining light, leaving Natalia with nothing but

She was done.

with the

didn’t want to play this game

a hint of brutality in his eyes.

figure out my relationship

I finally realized what I mean to you. If you care so much for Eveleen, then

lips quivering slightly. Stubbornly, she

sight of her tears, but

Natalia’s constant

His grip tightened.

you from this relationship? Let me tell you, it’s

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Chapter 115

as he caressed Natalia’s cheek

saint, and I detest defiance. If

his head, kissing her lips with uncharacteristic

down to her delicate neck, he savored

open her blouse, the sound of tearing fabric echoing through the room.

the sudden cold, but just as quickly, Hamilton released her.

lit a cigarette, his voice cool and

Coming back from a rendezvous

could surpass Hamilton to humiliate someone. No matter how genteel he appeared, at his

eyes, she was indeed nothing more than a plaything.

swallowing her humiliation, walked

defiant exit,

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

was

losing control over a woman. He’d rather let

deep drag of his cigarette. Its smoke curled

steaming slightly in the cool air, he finally

ask you one more time. Do you really have to

single word that held the weight of

that leaving wouldn’t truly free her from the tendrils of their complicated relationship. But it would put some much–needed distance

I’ll let you go. But remember, as long

tight line, her jaw set in quiet determination.

commanded, tilting his chin up with an