Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 159

Chapter 158

Hamilton had lost his appetite.

Hence, the dinner plans they had made just fell apart.

Mr. Bran had wanted to have dinner with Ryan, but it was clear Ryan wasn't playing ball, and that was that.

The trio left the office together, with Mr. Bran politely seeing them out.

Ryan and Natalia walked ahead, deep in conversation, about the opening ceremony of the international expo that evening.

Hamilton squinted at their retreating figures and, unable to help himself, lit up a cigarette.

The thick smoke did little to obscure the bitterness in his eyes.

Mr. Bran chuckled as he watched him. "I thought Ms. Jenkins was with you."

Hamilton snorted.

He used to think so, too.

He had always believed Natalia was his for the taking.

A tantrum, a temporary split, he figured it was just a flash of anger.

She would come back when she cooled down, he thought.

Until today, when he heard Ryan call her Nat.

It hit Hamilton then - Ryan wasn't like Ronin.

Sure, he had been mad at Natalia over Ronin before.

But deep down, he knew that playboy wasn't for her.

If he could see it, so could Natalia.

With Ronin, at best, it would end up as some sugar daddy arrangement.

A fling he could break if he pushed hard enough.

But Ryan was different.

He could tell Ryan was serious about Natalia.

The way he looked at her had a cautious tenderness that spoke of real intent.

And Natalia didn't seem to mind Ryan's attention.

Hamilton suddenly realized.

woman, it seemed, could entertain the idea of

utterly resistant when it came

never felt

forward, catching up with

giving him a glance before resuming her talk with Ryan about

in

had Linda book a flight

her tracks, turning

got things to do. I'll head back to Silkwood City tomorrow. No need to worry about me,

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

got a meeting

when you're away, but as soon as you hit Boria City, you're booked?

this was just Ryan's

a meeting; what

"Believe it

quickened her pace, putting

on

book for tomorrow. I'll go

he finished,

to run, Mr. Fowler. You should head back." With that, Ryan opened the car door for Natalia, who slid in without a word and closed the door

outside, his face a mask of cool contempt. He let out

being a

into the car,

natural to be attentive to

leaving Hamilton in his wake, crushing his cigarette underfoot as if stamping

Natalia. "Hamilton must be regretting

she responded without

had noticed it,

proud man like Hamilton wouldn't keep coming back to her if

in short supply around

if he regretted it now, he would likely

took a deep breath, pushing

else on her

yourself to have dinner with

tell he didn't enjoy these social

his background, he probably wasn't keen

myself," Ryan said

work, your life. It's not just for

at a loss

a moment, she

not good

face cooling for the first

laughed, meeting his suddenly stern gaze. Even his cold

my situation for you. If you don't mind it, we can talk about 'us.' Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll be wasting

but the

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