Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart (Natalia and Hamilton) novel Chapter 270

Downstairs.

The moment Hamilton stepped out, he spotted Elliott lingering at the entrance of the hallway, sporting a fresh bruise on his forehead.

Hamilton walked over to his car and lit a cigarette, watching as Elliott approached, frowning.

"Scarlett and Natalia are living together now?"

Hamilton glanced at him, "You got beaten up over a girl?"

Elliott coughed lightly, "I accidentally fell off the bed. How's Scarlett doing?"

After taking a drag, Hamilton finally spoke.

"No idea."

"Weren't you just up there?"

Hamilton gave him a look, "I only went to see Ms. Jenkins."

Elliott sighed, lighting his own cigarette.

When Natalia came downstairs, she was greeted by the sight of two men smoking side by side.

Hamilton moved towards her upon her arrival.

But Natalia, ignoring him, walked directly to Elliott.

"Elliott, is this how you said you wouldn't bully Scarlett?"

Elliott looked dejected, "Natalia, would you believe me if I said she initiated it? She was clinging to me, asking if we could sleep together. I'm a normal guy; of course, I couldn't resist!"

Natalia eyed Elliott, "Couldn't resist, huh? She was drunk, were you? At the end of the day, you couldn't control yourself!"

Elliott felt somewhat guilty.

He had indeed drunk quite a bit, but not to the point of being intoxicated.

But facing Scarlett, he truly had a hard time controlling himself. When Scarlett kissed him, it was like being set ablaze.

"What now? I can't possibly marry her, can I?"

Since Scarlett didn't intend to pursue anything with Elliott, Natalia didn't have much to say.

She was just irked.

A lack of self-control seemed to explain everything.

Even though Scarlett kept saying it didn't bother her, such incidents aren't easily brushed off.

She glared at Elliott.

"You're not sick, are you?"

Elliott was taken aback, "Natalia, what do you take me for?"

Natalia replied, "Scarlett's asleep now. There's no use waiting around. Go home, and we'll discuss how to resolve this when she wakes up."

Elliott nodded, feeling exhausted. Scarlett had kept him up all night, and a morning kick had sent him tumbling off the bed, leaving him sore all over.

After Elliott left, Natalia sighed.

She never anticipated something like this would happen between Scarlett and Elliott.

"Ms. Jenkins."

Hamilton called out somewhat discontentedly.

"You've been ignoring me all morning. Isn't it time to pay me some attention?"

Natalia glanced at him, "Elliott... He doesn't have any major issues, right?"

Hamilton's expression darkened slightly, "Since you came down, all I've heard is Elliott this, Elliott that."

Natalia frowned, "I'm just worried about Scarlett."

Hamilton chuckled, "They're all adults. A night's sleep doesn't cost them flesh. In the end, even if it was a drunken mistake, it was consensual. They made their bed; now they have to lie in it."

Natalia pursed her lips, sighing after a moment.