Please Give Me Another Chance, Mrs. Hamilton novel Chapter 204

For a moment, Brad stood frozen in place and stared at the glass of hot water in her hand. He couldn't react.

Immersed in her spiral of emotions, Nadine was only focused on venting her frustrations. She gave no heed to Brad's expression and continued angrily, "Yes, I did marry into your family as an act of expecting something in return for my favor, but aren't you supposed to return my favor?

"If you hadn't wanted to marry me back then, I wouldn't persist. But you agreed! You treated me as Jean's substitute! I willingly played that role for six years, only for you to call me a petty and jealous woman!

"What should I do then? I even signed the divorce papers to let you two be together, but you refused and made Jean your mistress instead. How is that my fault? Do you even know what you're talking about?

"I treated you with respect, cared for you, and willingly became Jean's substitute for six whole years. But now, I'm done! Do whatever you want!"

Splashing the water on Brad's face, Nadine swerved around and left.

Over time, she'd experienced hope shifting to disappointment, and then from disappointment to despair. Only she knew how excruciating it felt.

Violence wasn't the only thing that could hurt a person. Constantly plunging a person into despair could really tear a person apart.

Initially, Nadine thought Brad might have developed at least some feelings for her, that he would care even just a little for her after six years of living together as a married couple.

Now, it finally struck her—he would never love her.

No matter who it was, only Jean was the apple of his eye. While he could indulge in her unconditionally, he could also flirt and have sex with other women. But she was the only one he loved nonetheless.

Having overestimated her significance to him, Nadine led herself to another disappointment.

Brad was drenched in hot water. Fortunately, it wasn't scalding and didn't burn him, but it still stung.

She struggled frantically, kicking and flailing her arms about in the air every time he got close to her. With her arms extended, she also clawed at him, leaving several bloodied marks on his face.

A jolt of pain shot through Brad. He stopped wrestling with her and touched his wounds. She had injured him!

Agitated by his blood, he acted as if he'd transformed into a different person. Tearing her clothes into shreds, he tied her limbs to the bedpost with his tie. A sinister grin crossed his face.

"Who do you think you are? Do you think you could become the lady of the Hamilton family if it wasn't for me? Do you think you'd be able to live in such a fancy house?

"Your son would've been regarded as an illegitimate child if it wasn't for me. You'd have been looked down upon, and your reputation would've been ruined for the rest of your life!

"Is this how you treat someone who has helped you?"