Echoes of a Forsaken Heart novel Chapter 238

The simple phrase had unexpectedly become the weapon that shattered Natalia's facade of calm.

In an instant, all her strength crumbled.

Barefoot, she left the bed and walked to the door, collapsing onto his knees and began to cry softly.

Hamilton looked on with a heart full of pity but said nothing, allowing her tears to flow.

It was only when her sobs subsided that he gently lifted her up.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Natalia felt a knot of unease in her heart.

With teary eyes, she looked at Hamilton, "I thought you were too busy."

Hamilton raised an eyebrow, "No matter how busy, I'd make time for you."

Natalia bit her lip, and after a long pause, she finally asked, "Is Delilah someone your family wants you to marry?"

Hamilton chuckled softly, lifting her chin and asked in a whisper, "Jealous?"

Natalia pulled away from his hand.

"There's nothing for me to be jealous about. We're not in a relationship."

Hamilton pulled her into his embrace.

He leaned down and bit her neck gently.

"Really no relationship?"

Natalia remained silent.

It wasn't that there was nothing, but rather, she dared not entertain the thought.

One heartbreak with Eveleen was enough, and now Tatiana was suffering because of her involvement.

Moreover, Delilah was clearly from a more prestigious family than Eveleen.

Add to that the disapproval of the Fowler family.

Being powerless and without influence, she dared not contend with them any longer.

Hamilton instantly understood her hesitation.

His expression darkened silently.

He clenched his teeth in frustration, having tried so hard only for her to think of backing out now?

No way.

He grabbed Natalia's waist, and before she could react, lifted her into his arms.

Then, standing up from his wheelchair, he carried her into the hospital room.

He kicked the door shut with his leg, turned around, and pressed her onto the bed.

Natalia screamed, "Hamilton, have you lost your mind? Your wound!"

"Struggle if you must," Hamilton said, then proceeded to kiss her neck deeply.

Natalia stiffened but dared not struggle.

"Hamilton, stop!"

He looked up, a light chuckle escaping him, "I told you, you could struggle."

After saying that, he bit her lip again.

Natalia bit back in frustration but didn't dare to use too much force.

She was unsure if his wounds still pained him, yet she dared not make any unnecessary moves.

But Hamilton intensified his actions, his hand slipping down her waistline.

Natalia gasped in surprise.

"Hamilton, have you lost it?"

Hamilton shushed her.

His fingers roamed and teased more boldly.

Natalia's cheeks flushed with heat.

"Hamilton, you—"