Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 124

Natalia handed the contract to Linda and pushed the door open, stepping into the president’s

office.

Hamilton was wiping his hands with a moist towelette. Seeing her enter, he tossed it into the trash bin and gestured her over.

“Come here.”

Natalia stepped forward, and Hamilton took hold of her waist.

“Why didn’t you take half of the day off?”

He knew all too well how strenuous the previous night had been and had half–expected Natalia to be bedridden for the day.

Awkwardness crept onto Natalia’s cheeks. “I’m fine. There was still work to finish at the office.” Hamilton pinched her waist gently. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

Truth to be told, Natalia’s waist was still feeling sore. Since moving out, Hamilton had actually been doing it more often than before. But Natalia didn’t let it show.

After a moment, Hamilton rubbed her waist and said, “Come back to the apartment tonight.”

Natalia’s lips tightened, and she didn’t respond. She had no desire to return.

Hamilton caught the hesitation in her eyes and chuckled softly. “Didn’t you promise to cook for me?”

Natalia was silent for a moment but then quietly acquiesced, “Okay.”

Hamilton didn’t press further and let her leave.

After work, Natalia went to the grocery store, picking up ingredients for dinner.

apartment, it was past eight, and Hamilton was still

table but must have dozed off,

her eyes fluttering open in confusion

softened

“Tired? Why don’t you go lie

back to reality and stood up, murmuring an apology.

face vanished as quickly

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doing, Ms. Jenkins? Playing innocent

started unbuttoning his

froze for a moment, but before she could speak, Hamilton had discarded his shirt in

the discarded shirt. Only now did she notice

she knew his hands weren’t always clean. But rarely had she

Nightclub, and tonight

emerged from the

gone cold, so Natalia reheated it. Once everything was ready and back on the

her wrist. “Sit down. Eat with

paused. “I’m not

his gaze heavy and

finally took a seat.

her food, her appetite little to

enjoy the meal, perhaps missing her cooking more than he had

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of tea and finally

knew exactly what he

smile. “What do you want from

in,” he said without