Echoes of a Forsaken Heart novel Chapter 221

Natalia's body tensed up suddenly.

“Hamilton, let go of me.”

Hamilton hummed a response but only held her tighter.

“Natalia, stop moving. Just for a bit, let me hold you just for a bit.”

The man's breath carried a hint of whiskey, showering her neck, mingling with the faint scent of tobacco.

Natalia's body stiffened significantly.

She took a deep breath and said again, “Let go of me.”

Hamilton could tell, Natalia was angry.

But he couldn’t bring himself to let her go.

Not only did he not want to let go, but he also tightened his grip as if trying to merge her into his body.

Natalia suddenly lost her patience and began to struggle furiously.

Hamilton grabbed her hands firmly, controlling her completely.

“Stop moving, Natalia, or I'll get really excited.”

Natalia's body tensed up fiercely.

She stepped on Hamilton's foot, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

Hamilton's excitement was real.

The nearly seamless distance between them allowed her to clearly feel Hamilton pressing against her.

“Hamilton, we are in public! What are you doing?!”

Hamilton buried his face in her hair, “Can't help it, I've missed you too much.”

Natalia gritted her teeth in anger.

Their current position was dangerously intimate, and she didn't dare to struggle too much, while Hamilton was only becoming more audacious.

The hand he had on her waist was even starting to wander upwards.

Natalia directly smashed a thermos against his side.

“Hamilton, I’m telling you one more time, let go of me!”

Hamilton groaned, “Just...give me a moment to cool off.”

“Can you actually cool off?”

Hamilton fell silent.

Probably because he couldn’t.

Earlier in the car, watching her standing in the night looking so gentle and soft, he had thoughts.

This side of Natalia, he had almost never seen before.

Or perhaps, he had never paid attention.

Hamilton wanted to ask her if she had missed him these days.

But he suddenly felt that it was a pointless question.

Hamilton made no further moves, seemingly trying to calm down.

But he was getting more and more aroused.

“Hamilton, you—”

Before Natalia could explode again, Hamilton finally let her go.

Natalia’s face turned red with anger.

She shoved the thermos in front of Hamilton.

Hamilton caught it with a smile, then handed her the thermos he was holding.

“I made this for you.”

She didn’t finish her sentence before Hamilton cut her off.

“I had my housekeeper make some soup for your mom, it’s very light. Take it to the hospital for her, and have some yourself.”

After saying that, he smiled.

“Natalia, I hope next time, you'll give me a chance to meet her, even if just as someone who admires you.”

With that, Hamilton turned and walked away.

His tall figure and the coat flapping in the wind drew looks from passersby.

Natalia got back in the car, staring at the thermos beside her in a daze.

Killian, sitting next to her, couldn’t help but ask.

“Ms. Jenkins, is there some misunderstanding between you and Mr. Fowler?”

Natalia snapped back to reality, avoiding his probing gaze, “No.”

“If there’s no misunderstanding, and it’s obvious you like each other, why has it come to this?”

Natalia smiled faintly, “You’re mistaken, I don’t like him, and he doesn’t like me in that way.”

Killian wanted to say more, but Natalia suddenly interrupted him.

“Let’s go to the hospital.”

Seeing she didn’t want to talk more, Killian closed his mouth, feeling helpless.