Please Give Me Another Chance, Mrs. Hamilton novel Chapter 174

Noting the bewilderment in Avery's eyes, Nadine couldn't help but remark, "It's so cold out there. Why should I go and tolerate his temper? Isn't it better to stay in and spend time on my phone instead?"

She slouched back on the sofa and began scrolling on her phone intently. She looked perfectly unfazed, as if nothing had just happened. 

Avery was perplexed. Did Nadine turn over a new leaf and get over Brad so quickly? 

She didn't think it'd be possible, but Nadine was literally lying next to her. With her headphones on, she scrolled through her phone, laughing out loud whenever she came across a funny video. She certainly seemed unbothered. 

It took Avery some time to finally get used to this side of Nadine. Nonetheless, she was relieved. Nadine could do whatever she wanted as long as she felt happy. 

Meanwhile, Brad reclined on the sofa with his eyes closed. He seemed to be asleep, but he was actually paying great attention to the sounds outside the private room. 

Although he was intoxicated and tett somewhat muddled he was still farky LOG

He was well aware that Alex had posted him on social media. Nadine might not have seen his post, but

Avery surely would’ve come across it. Given how close they were she’d definite tel Nacine about it

So, all he had to do was lie here and wait guilty. Nadine loved him after all. Her heart would’ve ached at

the sight of his current state

As long as she came, he’d forgive her for running away from home and all her nonser

It was nearly midnight, but the person Brad anticipated didn’t show up at all. He’d been waiting for more

How he wished he could swallow his words in the next instant

“Jean? Aren’t you supposed to be at the hospital? Why did you come despite the cold?” Alex’s gaze dimmed.

Damn it! The person who should’ve turned up didn’t make it, but someone whose presence was unwelcome showed up instead.

Nestled on the sofa, Brad had no idea who turned up at the door. He thought it was Nadine. Remaining completely silent, he feigned sleep with his eyes still shut.

Jean had a pink mink fur coat on. Underneath the coat, she wore a pair of fleece–lined black jeans and a pair of two–inches heels. With minimal makeup on, she merely applied a subtle layer of pink lip gloss to plump her lips.

She flashed a smile at Alex and pointed behind him, asking gently, “Is Brad… drunk?”