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.

Daniel grabbed her

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

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housekeeping staff kept their heads

the empty seats at the dining table. A corner of her mouth lifted in a wry smile, and she resumed eating her dinner

understand what’s wrong with you,

then, Brad returned, his thunderous voice cutting

his forehead and his

feral rage written on his face that made him look like the

who was still nonchalantly eating

back to the house with him after

and he had to watch her run away

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

was apoplectic when he saw Nadine dining nonchalantly. He stormed up to her and grabbed her wrist, ignoring her

she could even respond. Her slender flame swayed

chest.

frame hovered above her, casting a

fingers snaked around her delicate neck as he growled, “Why

had kicked up such a fuss over Jean staying for dinner. No matter

at it, Nadine was in the wrong

quiet like she used to,

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

disappointment. She finally realized that she would always be the villain

rid her of the desire to fight

killing me is your idea of

it–and make it

might seem mild–mannered and elegant on the outside,

clothing.

down to an art form. But once he was angered, he was not

that which irked him.

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and he would be damned if he did not punish Nadine for hurting her. He wouldn’t care that Nadine hadn’t been at fault; he would blame

point in struggling. She might as well

wanted to 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

was being reckless now, which was

lay on the bed and did not budge. She didn’t even open her eyes as she asked, “Aren’t you