Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 174

Hamilton's face was ashen, particularly when he saw Natalia, half-drenched in her own blood. His expression was icy, like a layer of frost had settled over his features.

As his gaze lifted to meet Graham, who was hotfooting it in their direction, his eyes seemed capable of murder. Graham had never expected to run into Hamilton here of all places. But before he could pivot and flee, Hamilton's foot shot out, connecting squarely with his chest. Graham coughed up blood and crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

Natalia's legs were jelly, her neck wound still oozing. She looked back at Graham's limp form, then clutched at her throat, her voice quivering as she whispered, "Thank you," to Hamilton.

Hamilton's eyes narrowed, and a cold laugh escaped him. "Natalia, you've got a lot more to thank me for!" Without another word, he scooped her up in his arms.

Natalia began to struggle. "Hamilton, let me go! I can walk on my own!" She hadn't forgotten that she was now Ryan's girlfriend. And here she was, in the arms of another man-what would people think?

But Hamilton was resolute, refusing to release her. Tears welled in Natalia's eyes. "Please, I'm begging you, okay?"

paused mid-stride, looking down at the woman in his arms, only to realize her tears were already falling. A pang of pain jabbed at his heart. "Can't I even hold you

shoes, which lay discarded on the ground. Once her tears were wiped away and her composure regained, she stood before Hamilton, her tone neutral. "Mr. Fowler, this is inappropriate." Her demeanor was as normal as it could be, a stark contrast to her earlier vulnerability. Hamilton scoffed. This woman, could even her tears be a facade in his presence? "What's

finally spoke.

is the bare minimum in a relationship." Hamilton's Adam's apple bobbed, his face betraying

her bleeding neck, and limped away. Hamilton watched her retreating figure, the ache in his chest spreading. He wanted to pull her back, to ask her if she truly felt nothing. Could someone devoid of emotion kneel for a whole day

the time for such confrontations. He approached her, crouching in front of her. "I won't carry you, but what about a piggyback? At

the cold grip of blood loss, her head spinning. Despite the severity of her condition,

sure Graham is taken care of." "You're worried about him now?" Her lips were a firm line. "I have questions for him." Hamilton's brow furrowed. "Someone will take care of him." With that, he glanced back at the blood-stained figure of Natalia. Despite

he'd been this close to her? Even just carrying her stirred something within him, though he knew it was beastly to feel such

her symptoms were signs of severe blood loss, Hamilton picked up the pace. "Natalia, stay awake. Talk to

for a moment. "Why did you come here?" A muscle twitched in Hamilton's jaw. After Natalia had hung up on him earlier, he had intended to find her, but a call from Eveleen had derailed his plans. The woman was in hysterics, refusing treatment, leaving him no choice but to

be a coincidence? Let's talk about something else." Natalia, fighting discomfort, pressed on. "Is Eveleen at this