Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 167

Eveleen's heart skipped a beat, a sudden jolt that seemed to echo the hollow drop of disappointment within her.

What on earth did Hamilton mean by that?

Was the necklace-her last card-not enough to sway him?

Had Natalia become so indispensable in his life?

"Hamilton, are you really going to wash your hands off me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

Hamilton lounged on the couch, his eyes resting on Eveleen's tear-streaked face, his mind involuntarily drifting to the image of Natalia sprawled on a rocky shore. A leaden weight settled in his chest, unspoken and heavy. "Actions have consequences, Eveleen. It's as simple as that."

"Hamilton! Have you forgotten..." she pleaded, her face ashen.

"You mean what happened when we were young? Eveleen, do you really think that I can really tolerate you forever because of our childhood?"

Eveleen turned pale.

The tension in the room was palpable.

The onlookers exchanged confused glances, unable to fathom what could have led Hamilton to treat Eveleen with such cold indifference.

Victor, aware of some of the undercurrents, chuckled lightly. "Hamilton, ease up, will you? Look at Evi, pale as a sheet."

"Don't worry, Eveleen. Hamilton's just pulling your leg. He wouldn't let you suffer like that."

Victor's words seemed to relax the room slightly.

But before anyone could further the conversation, Hamilton's scoff cut through the tentative calm.

"Mr. Henkel, if you want to help, go ahead. Leave me out of it."

Eveleen's fury flared at his response. Hamilton was serious about abandoning her.

"Hamilton, you're serious about this?"

Victor's brow furrowed in concern.

"Because of Natalia?"

He knew the story that others didn't. The day Natalia nearly died was linked to Eveleen, though Victor had also felt a twinge of anger. But to him, Natalia, while tragic, wasn't as vital as Eveleen. And if that was true for him, it surely had to be for Hamilton. Hamilton remained silent, his expression unreadable.

Victor's face grew stern. "Are you really falling for her? Hamilton, are you in love with her?"

Because only true feelings could explain why Hamilton was willing to push Eveleen aside for Natalia's sake.

Hamilton snorted. Love or not, what did it matter?

His actions were driven by one fact-Natalia was his woman, and he was intent on winning her back. That was all.

Casting a wary glance at Victor, Hamilton retorted, "Are you out of your mind?"

turned to Eveleen, his stance softening just

restrict you from seeing a doctor anymore, but don't expect me to find one for you. And as for everything

Hamilton stood and left the room, plunging it once again into

death, seethed with

casting a worried glance at

glared at

his own

he

Elliott asked,

Hamilton ignored him.

his arm. "Natalia's father made a scene at the

brow furrowed deeply.

nodded. "But don't worry, I only helped

him a look. "Mind your own

aback. How had

away, leaving Elliott to head into Crest

time to catch Dr. Scarlett returning from work and

her eyes, she spat disdainfully in his

gesture and called out, "Dr.

her expression one of irritation. "What

for me," he said, his

think Natalia

don't you

was wearing thin. Natalia might reject him, but

deal with you just because you're Natalia's friend, Scarlett," he warned, his

didn't want to give in to a man

her when you had her, and now you're clinging to her even though you agreed to split? Do you remember how much she suffered for you? When she miscarried, you were heartless. When she fell from the cliff, you were with Eveleen. And now you have the gall to come crawling back? I spit on that! Stay away from Natalia.

that, Scarlett ran into the building,

apartment, she found Natalia

look like you've seen a ghost," Natalia

back. I just gave him a piece of my

fights with him on my

not like she enjoyed butting heads

couldn't stand

up Hamilton, we might all end

help but curse

"Jerk!"

Hamilton's expression was darker than the chilly

any Tom, Dick, or Harry felt

moment, sneering before

he was about to drive away, he saw Natalia stepping out of the

a nightgown, with

tousled

was the picture of domestic life -

Hamilton's Adam's apple bobbed.

about to step out of the car when he heard