Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 259

The question hung in the air, leaving everyone momentarily stunned.

What was Delilah's deal, anyway?

Her almost-boyfriend was right there, yet here she was, making a spectacle by hanging onto Ryan. Ryan just chuckled.

The answer was clear to anyone who knew him well enough, but he chose to remain silent.

Given Natalia and Hamilton had made it this far, Ryan figured he had no business stirring the pot any further.

He lifted his glass and downed three drinks in quick succession.

Those around him were taken aback, unable to process the scene unfolding.

Setting down his glass, Ryan stood up. "Y'all have fun. Got something to take care of, so I'll be heading out," he announced before turning to leave.

Natalia watched Ryan's retreating form, a complex mix of emotions swirling within her.

Hamilton couldn't help but sneer beside her.

"Feeling sorry for him?"

Natalia downed her drink, her frustration evident. It wasn't pity she felt but irritation.

Delilah's antics that evening were blatantly provocative.

Ryan, innocent in all this, was unfairly dragged into the mess by Delilah.

Natalia turned to

got time to kill, you could work on your communication skills instead of stirring the pot. It might save you some embarrassment on future assignments!" Natalia spat out before marching off. Hamilton quickly

watching their departure, clenched her

gave her the

in their field, but that was

feelings. Some had worked with Delilah before. She wasn't usually

the sudden change

Natalia, known for her patience, was visibly upset by

Natalia abruptly bit Hamilton on the chin, not holding back in

pulling her into an

attract a lot

why don't you help me

him before heading

couldn't, not with

the Long Island Iced Teas talking, but as she stumbled on a step, she found herself gazing up at Hamilton,

His gaze flickered.

"More than Ryan?"

at him. After a long pause, she finally

speak when Natalia continued, her voice tinged with what-ifs and wishes about him

as she spoke, the harsh realities of their differences laid

away, she tried to walk on, but Hamilton

door, pleading for

of losing his way, of not wanting her or their

try for another child, a plea

a moment of vulnerability in

her eyes were

peppered kisses on her