Chapter 169

Hamilton had been loitering outside until Ryan left.

Ryan didn't stay long, just long enough to grab a bite and have a cup of tea.

He had wanted to stay longer.

Just that evening, he'd made it official with Natalia, and the reality of it hadn't quite sunk in yet.

Only when he was with her did he feel truly grounded.

But this was Scarlett's house, and as a man, he felt somewhat out of place.

Natalia had intended to drive Ryan back to his hotel.

But Ryan had declined.

Hamilton was still around, just standing downstairs. If Natalia went to see Ryan off, it would inevitably mean another encounter with Hamilton.

Previously, Ryan might not have had a say.

But now, Natalia was his girlfriend, fair and square.

He naturally didn't want his girlfriend hassled by another man.

"I'll call you when I get to the hotel."

"Alright."

As Ryan descended the stairs, he saw Hamilton, standing still as a statue, a thin layer of snow dusting his shoulders.

Upon seeing Ryan emerge, Hamilton let out a scornful chuckle.

"How does it feel, Mr. Holzer, to be used as a human shield?"

Ryan's eyes sparkled with a pleasant warmth.

"Mr. Fowler, jealousy is an unattractive trait."

Hamilton snorted and bent his head to light a cigarette.

"Want one?"

Ryan shook his head.

"I don't smoke, and Natalia doesn't like the smell of it."

Hamilton scoffed, "Really? She never complained about my smoking when we were together."

out

complaining doesn't mean liking, Hamilton. Do you even know what she

left speechless, his

bravado, he retorted, "And do you think you know, Mr. Holzer? Don't forget, I'm the one who lived with her for three years." Ryan was somewhat aware of the

lived together for three years was more like

he didn't want to linger on that with Hamilton. What

on treating

"Goodbye, Mr. Fowler."

could only scoff, his

the day you get kicked

Ryan left, Hamilton too drove

probably wouldn't

he was doomed not

Christmas Eve, most families were gathered together, so the streets

His phone kept ringing.

him, but

over to the side of the road, watching the gently

had never felt

was as if someone had brutally scooped out something important from his

resist and dialed Natalia's number, only to be reminded by the mechanical voice on

surge of irritation

have a work phone, but he didn't call

she wouldn't

considering sending Natalia a

of unread

sent

with him, and I'll let all this slide.] [Think about it. What haven't I provided for you? Haven't

it's Eveleen you're worried about, I'll limit my contact with her. Let's

the last message was sent, he saw a

recipient. Please send a friend

was so angry he almost threw

aside, he closed

go was the biggest mistake of

then had spiraled out of control, starting the moment

regardless of her crying, pleading, or

rage rose from deep within, urging him to take what he wanted without regard for

whether she wanted

his mind told him that wouldn't work, that

the steering wheel, the horn blaring

the car when his

Natalia, but it was

tried to

Hamilton's brow furrowed deeply.

he could reply, a call came in. It

answered with

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