Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 310

Natalia could sense something was off with Hamilton just by the tone of his voice on the phone.

In a soft voice, she asked, "Hamilton, is something wrong?"

Hamilton's laugh was deep and mellow, "Do I need a reason to miss you?"

Natalia suddenly fell silent.

Neither of them spoke, quietly listening to the sound of each other's breathing over the phone.

After what felt like an eternity, Natalia finally whispered, "If it's nothing, then I'm going to hang up."

Hamilton chuckled, "Natalia, do you miss me?"

Natalia ended the call without a word.

They had only been apart for half a day, what's there to miss?

But for some reason, recalling the tone Hamilton used when he spoke made her worry.

She hesitated, considering calling Alden.

But moments later, she decided against it.

If he didn't want to talk about it, then perhaps their relationship was at a stage where she didn't need to pry.

The following days were filled with back-to-back meetings for Natalia.

Collin had handed off nearly all his work to her.

She was hesitant at first, knowing it would be harder to maintain her professional presence as her pregnancy progressed.

But Dawson simply told her, "Whenever you need a break, we can have Mr. Collin step in for a while. If you don't take over, he can't retire in peace."

With Dawson putting it that way, Natalia felt it would be rude to refuse any further.

After taking on the job, her days were consumed by work.

Only in the quiet of the night did she find herself thinking about the man who lingered in her heart.

Standing by the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, Natalia clutched her phone tightly. On the screen were photos sent by Alden.

In the pictures, Hamilton looked pale, leaning against the back of a chair, beads of sweat still visible on his forehead.

Natalia, I know you're probably still mad at my brother. But he was tricked too. At the end of the day, both of you are victims. To recover his childhood memories, he's been like this every day after leaving the therapist's office.

You might not be able to get over what happened with Mrs. Joyner. If you need someone to blame, blame me. Back in Frendland, I was the one who told him he needed to end things with Eveleen. Otherwise, he would have come straight back to see you.

I'm sorry, Natalia.

As Natalia read Alden's messages, her heart felt heavy.

How could she possibly blame Alden?

She glanced at the photo again.

had mentioned wanting to recover his childhood

it

actually trying

of the late autumn night making it seem

phone, Natalia felt as if her mood mirrored

a moment's hesitation,

the blue?

was as playful

dropped as she asked softly, "What treatment are you

laughed, "I tried some acupuncture. Thinking about you at night, I needed to find some way to cool off, and using my hands just wasn't satisfying enough, so I

the phone, "Can't you

suddenly fell silent. After a long pause, he laughed, "Alden

to help me sort through my feelings. It might make me a bit uncomfortable, but it's not harmful to my

"Hamilton, stop it."

you, I want to recover my childhood

Natalia's lashes trembled.

or

a smile, "I know, but I want to know. Natalia, I want to remember. I want to fix

a tightness

long pause, she finally said, "If you want to know,

then

to hand

was going to celebrate Scarlett's birthday and also

then there was Hamilton; she knew she had to

tell Hamilton about their past

like this was

was just for the sake of the baby, she was willing to step

called to say she was on

trip.

had to push back all

that, half a month slipped

belly was now slightly

spoke softly with

the

when someone draped a coat

was

the next moment,

familiar scent she knew all

she saw Hamilton

still there, but

expression, a colleague quickly said in a low voice, "Natalia,

discuss the rest over

were alone,

you get

pulling her into

just to catch a glimpse of Ms. Jenkins. It sure

easy."

by colleagues bustling about the Foreign Affairs Department, causing Natalia to feel a bit

Hamilton was having none of

regretted it; this man's brazenness and persistence