Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Chapter 13

Brad had always been stoic, and he hardly ever showed emotion. However, when he saw Jean leave the dining room in tears, the look he gave Nadine was nothing short of mutinous

“Are you happy now, Nadine?” he hissed.

He stormed out of the dining room before Nadine could respond, cutting past her like a shadow.

Bitter disappointment filled Nadine as she watched him leave in a hurry.

At last, she had come to terms with the brutal reality, which was that Brad loved Jean as much as he hated Nadine.

Thus came the straw that broke the camel’s back–and broke her heart in the process too.

She wasn’t sure if heartbreak had anything to do with the hollow sensation in her, but she felt such a sharp ache in her chest that she couldn’t breathe.

It was as if an invisible weight was pinning her down. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t

seem to break free.

Nadine shoved a spoonful of food into her mouth and forced herself to chew, but no amount of food. could fill up the hole in her heart.

Evelyn was furious to see Nadine eating as if nothing had happened. “You bitch! How could you eat after

you’ve ruined dinner for everyone? What are you, a pig?

Evelyn was lashing out at Nadine after the latter had gotten Gigi punished and made Brad stalk off in anger. She wanted nothing more than to rip Nadine to shreds.

Nadine chewed the mouthful of food slowly. It was tasteless, but she forced herself to swallow it

nonetheless.

She then slowly looked up at Evelyn. “I’m not the one who’s grunting at the dinner table.”

Despite Nadine’s ever–pleasing disposition and kindness in the past, Gigi and Evelyn had never accepted her as part of the family.

It was time Nadine finally stood up to them. There was no hope for turning things around at this point,

anyway.

Evelyn’s nostrils flared when she heard Nadine’s insult. She reached for the plate next to her and tried to hurl it at Nadine, but Daniel stopped her.

He pinned the plate down and snapped, “Will you look at the state of yourself? Is this how behave as an elder? Come with me!”

you should.

argue any further, Daniel grabbed her wrist and forcefully dragged

Nadine was alone in the spacious dining room. The air seemed to have grown cold, the tension in it weighing her down and

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kept their heads down and dared not make a

lifted in a wry smile, and she resumed

understand what’s

his thunderous voice cutting through

hair that flopped over his forehead and his dark shirt, dripping off the edge

rage written on his face that made him look like

was still nonchalantly eating

house with him after he’d

and he had to watch her run away

had searched the entire neighborhood but found no trace of Jean anywhere. Defeated, he went back to the house and took all

dining nonchalantly. He stormed up to her and grabbed her wrist, ignoring her struggles as

to the soft mattress of the large bed before she could even respond. Her slender flame

chest.

frame hovered above her, casting

neck as he growled, “Why do you insist on picking on

a fuss over Jean staying

at it, Nadine was

quiet like she used to, none of this would have

cold fingers tighten around her throat. It felt like his vise–like grip was tightening around her heart,

always be the villain in Brad’s narrative, all because he did not love her

her of

closed her eyes and said in resignation, “If killing me is your idea

it–and make

mild–mannered and elegant on the outside, but

clothing.

down to an art form. But once

that which irked him.

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damned if he did not punish Nadine for hurting her. He wouldn’t care that Nadine hadn’t been

this, Nadine saw no point in struggling. She might

force an explanation out of Nadine but frowned when he noted the resigned look on her face. It was as if she didn’t care whether or not she would make it out

he growled. She was being reckless now, which was different

and did not budge. She didn’t even open her eyes as she asked, “Aren’t you going to kill me for hurting your precious Jean? What are you