Please Give Me Another Chance, Mrs. Hamilton novel Chapter 8

Nadine was livid. Once she had reached the pinnacle of fear, it vanished completely.

The worst-case scenario was divorce, and she had already brought it up. There was nothing left to fear.

Determined, Nadine lifted her foot and kicked Brad's leg. This damned marriage, sustained solely by her perseverance, wasn't worth it!

She didn't care about the consequences at that moment. Divorce was the worst that could happen. Could Brad force her to divorce twice?

Nadine put all her strength into that kick, and the crisp sound echoed in the air, instantly darkening Brad's face.

"Nadine, you deserve this!" Brad said.

She spat out, unfiltered.l, "You jerk, this is rape! I'll sue you for marital rape! Why don't you just die? You damned pervert! Go see a therapist if you're sick in the head!"

Brad knew exactly how to make her hurt. 30 minutes later, Nadine felt numb all over. Her lips were swollen, her throat hoarse, and her eyes red.

She couldn't muster any more curses. She could only glare hatefully at Brad who was still neatly dressed.

"Brad, you should rot in hell!"

Brad licked the inside of his mouth and gave her a suggestive smile. "Want to go for another round?"

Nadine was instantly terrified and dared not speak out of turn again.

After much thought, she spoke hoarsely, "Since you hate this marriage so much, let's just end it.

"I've figured it out. If you don't like me or Sean, we'll stay away from you. We won't trouble you. I just want custody of Sean. Please."

The response Nadine received was a prolonged silence.

She looked at the neatly dressed man in front of her, then at her own disheveled appearance, and inexplicably, her nose began to tingle. Her eyes stung with discomfort.

"I know you despise this marriage to the core. I don't want to see you miserable anymore. I want to see you happy. Consider it a favor to yourself, okay?"

As Nadine spoke, tears streamed down uncontrollably.

Brad looked at Nadine before him, now a wreck, and felt suffocated. She seemed different from before. In over five years of marriage, Nadine had always smiled at him, never shedding a tear.

Encountering her sorrowful gaze now, Brad felt inexplicably irritated. He lit a cigarette.

Standing opposite her, he watched her through the drifting smoke. Why would she ruin a good life suddenly by mentioning divorce? Was it just because her old lover returned?

"Because of Tyler?" Brad couldn't think of any other reason apart from this.

Nadine just wanted to quickly end this miserable marriage and was too lazy to push further. "If you think so, then yes."

The next moment, Nadine felt a chill on her neck. Brad's ice-cold hand gripped her slender neck. He didn't make any further moves, just traced his fingers along her neck, inching over her smooth skin.

Then, Brad suddenly tightened his grip and seized her slender neck. Even without exerting much force, Nadine felt it hard to breathe.

Nadine smiled at her and said, "Thank you," before handing over the items.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw three women sitting on the couch in the living room. Evelyn Middleton, Jean, and Nadine's sister-in-law, Gigi Hamilton.

The three were chatting animatedly, seemingly happy. Especially Evelyn, who held Jean's hand with a warm smile, as if Jean were her daughter-in-law.

They noticed Nadine and Sean entering and froze. Nadine felt that she had arrived at the wrong time to disrupt this "family reunion".

But Nadine still politely greeted Evelyn.

Evelyn adjusted her shawl, her smile gradually fading. "How can you even call yourself a mother?

"You don't work, you don't do any household chores, and yet you can't even take care of Sean properly. He's always getting sick. What kind of mother are you?"

The words and the undertone all pointed toward blaming Nadine. The look in Evelyn's eyes, when she glanced at Nadine, was filled with disgust. It mirrored Brad's gaze toward her.

Gigi chimed in, backing up Evelyn. "Nadine, my mom's right. You don't work, you don't do housework, and you still can't take good care of Sean.

"You're useless. If you can't take care of your own child, then don't even try! There are plenty of people who can do it better than you."

The two insulted Nadine, evidently aiming to embarrass her.

Though still young, Sean had already learned to read people's expressions. Sensing Evelyn's disapproval, he quickly jumped to Nadine's defense. "Grandma, it's just a viral cold. Viruses are invisible. You can't blame Mommy for that!"