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.
"What about Mason and the Powell family?"
"Mason had a few chess games with grandpa, always alone, while the Powell family, unusually quiet, didn’t make a move."
Hamilton's expression grew colder.
"There's no point in continuing with the NorthSuburb project. Also, tell the Ron Group's branch office to get out of Silkwood City!"
Alden hurriedly agreed.
Hamilton, rubbing his temples, scrolled through his phone to contact Natalia but froze upon opening WhatsApp. He quickly tried calling her, only to find her phone was off.
A sense of dread filled him.
"Let's head back to the country now!"
Upon returning, Hamilton went straight to Scarlett's, but no one answered. Next, he tried the hospital.
Scarlett, hearing Hamilton was looking for her, refused to see him.
Hamilton waited until Scarlett finished her shift to finally confront her.
"Where's Natalia?"
Scarlett's eyes blazed with anger.
"Hamilton, where were you when you needed? Do you have any idea she waited for you all day at the cemetery?"
Hamilton's face was etched with pain, "Where is she?"
Scarlett sidestepped him, "I don’t know, and even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you. Hamilton, not everyone can wait forever."
With that, Scarlett walked away, leaving Hamilton with a sinking heart.
He dialed Killian immediately.
"Where did Natalia go?"
After a pause, Killian responded, "Ms. Jenkins had me stay away these past days, but I know she fainted at the cemetery and spent a day in the hospital. Then Dr. Scarlett dismissed me."
Hamilton, frustrated, "And you just left?"
"Sorry, Mr. Fowler," Killian replied.
Hamilton took a deep breath, "Find out her movements these last few days, see if she left Silkwood City."
Killian hurried to comply.
Then, Hamilton called Caspian.
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