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.

"Ms. Jenkins, I'm sorry, I just missed Hamilton so much. I didn't

the saccharine words. Too tired to engage,

"Natalia!"

have softened their relationship, but her demeanor

alright. But the fact that this man had never set clear boundaries with Eveleen spoke volumes. And if he had really wanted to

didn't respond to Hamilton, instead fixing her gaze on Eveleen. "Eveleen, you've been targeting me for 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

fell upon her. "It's what you wanted, isn't it?" he

forlorn, "Hamilton, you've got me all wrong. I just wanted to see

some childhood affection for you, but it's not an inexhaustible resource." Eveleen went pale, her bandaged forehead standing out in the harsh light, evoking a fragile image. "Hamilton, are you really willing to throw away our childhood bond over Natalia? Is

with the charade, Eveleen. Do you think I

Hamilton ignored her pleas, walking straight to his car. Eveleen's tears kept falling as she clung to his car door, desperate for even a sliver of reassurance. But Hamilton, with a heart of stone, pried her hands loose and slammed the door shut. The car's interior muffled the outside noise, her crying a distant sound. He 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.' Hamilton felt at a loss with Natalia. He'd done

to get into the car. "Have

he locked the passenger door. "Sit

taken aback.

looked at her. "You getting in? Or should I call someone to

with indignation, reluctantly climbed into

call from Scarlett. Upon hearing about Tatiana's condition, Scarlett was so excited she nearly caught the next train back. Natalia's mood, initially dampened, brightened at her friend's infectious enthusiasm. "Hey, by the way, Alden has been poking around about your high school

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