Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 190

Chapter 189

Hamilton's good mood evaporated in an instant.

"What did you say?" he asked, incredulity in his voice.

Natalia looked him squarely in the eye. "Do I really need to repeat myself?"

With that, she shrugged him off and walked away.

Deep down, she knew there was no point in letting these two ruin her mood. Was this kind of drama new to her? Hardly. She'd seen it all before. But still, there was something particularly nauseating about a man who would kiss her one moment and then cozy up with another woman the next. She quickened her pace toward the exit.

Hamilton caught up, his voice low as he tried to explain. "She threw herself at me. I pushed her away."

Natalia didn't even break stride. "Mr. Fowler, you don't owe me any explanations. Hug or kiss or whatever - none of it's my business. But do me a favor? Keep your theatrics away from me, okay?"

Her words once again drew a clear boundary between them.

Inside, Hamilton felt a spark of anger. "Natalia, don't you care even a little bit?"

"Why should I care?" She glanced at him, grabbed her charger, and turned back.

missed Hamilton so much. I didn't

the saccharine words. Too tired to engage, she breezed past toward the interior. But Hamilton's

"Natalia!"

demeanor remained frigid. "You saw her. She

that this man had never set clear boundaries with Eveleen spoke volumes. And if he had really wanted to avoid her, Natalia doubted

so long, trying everything you can to hurt me. Isn't this what you wanted? Spare me the act. You should be out celebrating with bells on, shouldn't you? I've

left them behind and entered the

go, his face growing darker by the second. Eveleen, trying to salvage some dignity, whispered, "I'm sorry, Hamilton. I didn't think Ms.

you wanted, isn't it?"

more forlorn, "Hamilton, you've got me

but it's not an inexhaustible resource." Eveleen went pale, her bandaged forehead standing out in the harsh light, evoking a fragile image. "Hamilton,

spoke with detachment. "Stop with the charade, Eveleen. Do you think I don't know what you're really like?" Eveleen's facade nearly crumbled, her pretense hanging by a thread. "Hamilton, I'm not pretending. I do care about you. Please, don't be like

lit a cigarette, a headache brewing. Natalia's indifferent attitude only added to his frustration. Not caring. She truly didn't care. Even suggesting Eveleen should 'go for it.'

eagerly, ready to get into

then he locked the passenger door. "Sit in

taken

her. "You getting in? Or

with indignation, reluctantly

nearly caught the next train back. Natalia's mood, initially dampened, brightened at her

flickered briefly,

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