Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 285

Natalia froze in place, her smile fading as quickly as it appeared.

She reached for her phone on the nightstand, but it remained devoid of any messages.

Hamilton hadn't shown up, not even a text.

Maybe something came up with Eveleen again.

Natalia shook her head.

"It's not worth it anymore."

Scarlett frowned at her.

"Natalia, raising a kid on your own is going to be tough."

And it wouldn't be fair to the child either.

This child, unlike the last one, was conceived when Hamilton actually had feelings for Natalia.

They seemed so in love just a while ago.

Natalia's nose tingled.

"Scarlett, I can't do this."

Scarlett was taken aback, only to hear Natalia say, "I'm scared. I'm scared this child will end up like the last one, unwanted by the Fowler family. They won't let me keep this child. I'm scared it'll end up just like my mom." Scarlett's heart ached.

"Alright, then we won't tell him. We'll leave this place. I'm going for a study program, come with me. Once the baby is born and grown a bit, we can come back."

Natalia held back tears, "I've decided to take that transfer."

Trying to smile through her tears, she added, "I was going to turn it down because of Hamilton."

Scarlett opened her mouth to speak but ended up embracing her instead.

"We don't need that jerk. When your baby is born, I'll help you raise them."

Natalia laughed, "Okay."

Hamilton saw Natalia's message the next day.

Eveleen's funeral had been chaotic with the Schafer family causing endless problems. The caretaker claimed she was just overwhelmed and pushed someone in frustration, but the Schafer family insisted Eveleen was murdered, pointing fingers at Natalia. Hamilton looked at a photo of Eveleen on the wall, his emotions a complex mix.

His memories of their childhood were limited, mostly painful, with "Evi" being a rare comfort amidst the suffering.

But he never imagined this would be their end.

Clutching a necklace, Hamilton eventually got back into his car.

"Have those people been interrogated yet?" he asked in a low voice.

Alden frowned, "They did have contact with grandfather's bodyguard and admitted he instructed them to come."

A chill flashed through Hamilton's eyes.

and

chess games with grandpa, always alone, while the Powell family, unusually quiet,

Hamilton's expression grew colder.

continuing with the NorthSuburb project. Also, tell the Ron Group's branch office to get out of Silkwood

Alden hurriedly agreed.

his temples, scrolled through his phone to contact Natalia but froze upon opening WhatsApp. He quickly tried calling her, only

sense of dread filled

back to the country

went straight to Scarlett's, but no one answered. Next, he tried the

for her,

waited until Scarlett finished her shift to

"Where's Natalia?"

blazed

needed? Do you have any idea she waited for you all day

face was etched with pain,

I did, I wouldn't tell you. Hamilton, not

that, Scarlett walked away, leaving Hamilton with a sinking

He dialed Killian immediately.

"Where did Natalia go?"

these past days, but I know she fainted at the cemetery and spent a day in the hospital. Then Dr. Scarlett dismissed me."

Mr. Fowler,"

her movements these last few days, see if she left Silkwood

Killian hurried to comply.

Then, Hamilton called Caspian.

to Boria City

Caspian hesitated.

hung up on

was bitter, "Caspian, without her, I might have died in

knowing all too well the depth

in his grand

several children from long-standing family friends to the Fowler

them, he

Hamilton was only about six or seven years

never smiling, nor engaging in play, and seldom

the yard, looking like someone unable

be just a quirk

apparent that

incident, it's still crystal clear in his

noon, unable to nap, he decided to wander and found himself in Hamilton's

was unlocked,

a scene he could never

a pillow by his own mother, who was holding it down

you shouldn't even

could do such a thing

Cruel, full of venom.

exist in this

destruction does such a sentence

a scene once, but he had no

after returning from River State that Hamilton gradually started

painful the therapy was, nobody

forget those painful memories, the therapist even resorted to