Please Give Me Another Chance, Mrs. Hamilton novel Chapter 208

Nadine eased up and stared at Brad with anticipation. Eagerly, she waited for him to leave and head to Jean instead. Brad had regained his composure after the call.

"I'll be there right now."

Nadine was relieved. She prayed silently, hoping that he'd fuck off in the next instant.

Ten minutes later, the sound of his car engine revving echoed from downstairs. She drew in a deep breath, feeling as if she'd been rejuvenated.

She had resisted fiercely when he kissed her earlier. Having bit not only his tongue but also his neck, she'd thoroughly enraged him. Now, being able to escape unscathed was already heaven's blessing.

Yet, her eyes dimmed like a flickering candle in the pitch-black night, slowly extinguished by the wind.

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When Brad arrived at the hospital, the doctors and nurses were all gathered in Jean's ward. The beeping of all sorts of medical equipment broke the silence of the night.

The moment Lynn saw him, she hurried toward him and sobbed.

"Mr. Hamilton, Ms. Sawyer hadn't eaten all day. Her blood pressure suddenly increased at night. If I hadn't insisted on getting the doctor over, you wouldn't be able to see her now."

Watching the doctors and nurses tend to Jean, Brad hung his head in guilt. He felt conflicted as he stood outside her ward, wondering whether things wouldn't have escalated if he had come sooner.

He chanced a glance at Lynn. He lit a cigarette, and he began puffing it in silence. Lynn wasn't sure whether he was angry or blaming it on her.

"Mr. Hamilton, it's quite cold out there. I've brewed some coffee for you. Let me get some for you to warm yourself up."

Without giving Brad a chance to refuse, she hurried off. She reappeared a while later with a cup of coffee and handed it to him. Brad glanced at the cup of coffee and took it.

"Thanks," he mumbled. He fell silent after that. He placed the cup of coffee on the windowsill and didn't drink it.

Though he was with Jean, his mind was occupied by Nadine. The way she stubbornly refused to let her tears fall lingered in his mind. No matter what happened, he'd never seen her cry despite being married to her for six years.

Today, experiencing her tears firsthand left a burning sensation on his fingertips. He wasn't physically injured, yet the sensation was so overwhelming that it made his heart ache.

Was she still crying? When Brad left, he didn't unbind Nadine and had no intention of doing so. Given her temper, he thought he had to teach her a lesson.