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.

could entertain the idea of

resistant when it came

he'd never felt before surged within

forward, catching

him a glance before resuming her talk with Ryan about the

in

had Linda book a

her tracks, turning

I'll head back to Silkwood City tomorrow. No need to

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

got a

meetings when you're away, but as soon as you hit

this was just Ryan's ploy to

was a meeting; what else did he

"Believe it or not, I don't

quickened her pace,

was on her heels

book for tomorrow.

he finished,

I can accompany Natalia. You've got a business empire to run, Mr. Fowler. You should head back." With that, Ryan opened the car door for Natalia, who slid in

mask of cool contempt. He

you being

into the car,

natural to be attentive to

wake, crushing his cigarette underfoot as if stamping

"Hamilton

she responded without

had noticed it,

wouldn't keep coming back to her if he didn't regret

in short supply around

if he regretted it now, he would likely

took a deep breath,

else on

force yourself to have

tell he didn't enjoy these

he probably

not forcing myself," Ryan said softly, looking her

part of your work, your life. It's not just for you; it's for

at a loss for

moment, she managed a

not good enough

Ryan's brow furrowed, his face cooling

meeting his suddenly stern gaze. Even his

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

but the

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