Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart (Natalia and Hamilton) novel Chapter 275

As Hamilton carried Natalia out of the bathroom, she was visibly exhausted, barely holding onto consciousness.

Resting against his chest, her eyelids fluttered, fighting sleep, yet her concern for Hamilton was evident.

Hamilton was off today, unmistakably so. Although his moods were often unpredictable, since making amends, such emotional distance had become rare.

"What's on your mind? Did something happen?" Natalia asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Hamilton glanced down at her, contemplating his next words, "Was it that obvious?"

Natalia simply gazed at him, her lips pressed together in concern.

Gently laying her on the bed, Hamilton fetched the hair dryer. Without answering her question directly, he focused on drying her hair and adjusting the room's temperature to ensure her comfort before settling down next to her, eyes closed.

"I just missed you," he finally confessed. "Had a nightmare on my way here about you running off with some random guy."

Natalia couldn't help but roll her eyes at his admission.

Hamilton pulled her closer in response.

"Let's rest for a bit. I'll order in some food. We can eat later."

Sensing his reluctance to discuss further, Natalia sighed softly.

"I'm right here. No one's taken me away," she reassured him.

Hamilton cracked a smile, "Guess I need to come up with a plan to keep you tied to my side."

With a gentle look, Natalia was about to broach the subject of her assignment but hesitated, choosing instead to let the moment pass.

"Let's get some sleep."

Truly tired, Natalia drifted off quickly, leaving Hamilton to his thoughts. Once assured of her slumber, he reached for his phone, scrolling through a series of photos featuring Natalia and Ryan in various intimate poses. Despite the innocence he knew their interactions held, the images filled him with an irrational sense of jealousy.

Deleting the photos one by one, Hamilton's next action was to send a message to Delilah, the source of his current turmoil.

"Delilah, seems the last lesson wasn't harsh enough!"

On the receiving end, Delilah's mood plummeted. The message left her visibly shaken, her confidence waning by the second.

After some deliberation, she replied, trying to justify her actions, but Hamilton's frustration only deepened.

Caspian couldn't help but smile, "Hamilton, sometimes you should count your blessings. If she had someone else to stand up for her, a family, someone to lean on, she probably wouldn't have ended up with you."

His gaze drifted back to the cheerful pair in the distance, a pang of inexplicable sympathy for Natalia stirring in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Hamilton spoke softly, "I'll be that someone for her from now on."

Caspian chuckled and clapped him on the shoulder.

Alfonso led Natalia around the yard, showing her the grandeur of the Spiegel estate, a place that exuded an understated opulence from every corner. The garden was dotted with pavilions and towers, each view more picturesque than the last.

Natalia listened intently as Alfonso guided her through the grounds, introducing each section.

"This is Caspian's wing; the rascal hardly ever stays here, claims it's too inconvenient."

"Over there is where Caspian's parents stay."

"That's Bianca's place."

And so on, until they reached a particular part of the garden. Alfonso's steps halted abruptly, and in an instant, a shadow of sorrow covered his face.