Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Chapter 93

Nadine was curled up there, clutching a pocket watch in her hand. Brad recognized it. It was an old piece. It was so wom that the patterns on its casing were almost indistinguishable. Somehow, it had become

her treasure.

Brad sat beside her, intending to wake her up and send her to bed. Suddenly, he heard her murmur softly

in her sleep. “Jack, stop it. It tickles…”

Nadine was sound asleep, unaware of Brad’s presence. As she murmured, her hand still clutched the pocket watch. A smile graced her face.

Brad, who was bending over to wake Nadine, froze. The atmosphere in the room grew suffocating with a

palpable tension.

His hand was suspended in mid–air. He was just inches away from touching Nadine. But he stopped his

actions as his gaze darkened.

that? Her lover? So, she asked for

instant, Brad’s anger surged. Without thinking, he shoved Nadine hard. “Get up!” he barked

unprepared, rolled off the sofa from his push. Fortunately, the carpet

Seeing Brad s

and vulnerable demeanor. She glared

were filled with mockery. He glanced at her fair face and adjusted his

showed no intention of

Since

his hands and not his biological

tell me where my son is.

the sofa. His gaze leisurely drifted to Nadine. “Is this how you ask for a favor?” His voice was soft but laced

had no choice but to swallow her

for Sean.

suppress her anger and spoke softly. “Dear Mr. Hamilton, could you

Sean is? He’s still very young. If he’s done anything to offend you, I kindly ask for your understanding. Please don’t

humbled herself greatly, appearing utterly

she wouldn’t hesitate to comply. The thought of her