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.

about Mason and the Powell

with grandpa, always alone,

Hamilton's expression grew colder.

no point in continuing with the NorthSuburb project. Also, tell the Ron Group's branch office

Alden hurriedly agreed.

scrolled through his phone to contact Natalia but froze upon opening WhatsApp. He quickly tried

sense of dread filled

to the

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

hearing Hamilton was looking for her, refused

finished her shift to finally confront

"Where's Natalia?"

eyes blazed with

when you needed? Do you have any idea

was etched with pain, "Where is

even if I did, I wouldn't tell you. Hamilton,

that, Scarlett walked away, leaving Hamilton

He dialed Killian immediately.

"Where did Natalia go?"

but I know she fainted at the cemetery and spent a day in the hospital. Then

Fowler,"

movements these last

Killian hurried to comply.

Then, Hamilton called Caspian.

go to Boria

Caspian hesitated.

hung up on

might have died

momentarily lost for words, knowing all too well the

his grand

several children from long-standing family friends to

among them, he had stayed

years old, but he lacked the

was solitary, odd, never smiling, nor

in the yard, looking like someone unable to blend into the world

it was thought to be just a quirk of

it became apparent that it was not the

it's still crystal clear in his

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

gate was unlocked, so he

scene he could never

not even seven, was being smothered with a pillow by

mistake, you shouldn't even exist in this world, just

a mother could do such a

Cruel, full of venom.

shouldn't exist in this

destruction does such a sentence

he had no idea how

State that Hamilton gradually started cooperating with his

therapy was, nobody

forget those painful memories,