Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Nadine was infuriated, to say the least. For a brief moment, she itched to slap Brad hard to knock the nonsense out of him. But still, she loved him.

Suppressing the urge to slap him, she forced herself to regain her composure. After all, she had decided to come back to resolve problems, not to intensify conflicts.

In a marriage devoid of love that teetered on the edge of collapse, their relationship would fall apart even at the slightest provocation.

But even if Brad harbored a sliver of love for her and was reluctant to give up on them, she was willing to go all out for him.

She drew in several deep breaths, quelling the fury that made her want to knock him out cold, and gritted out, "Brad, why did you regard me as such a petty woman?"

Failing to have his desires satiated, Brad was in a sour mood. He scoffed and snapped, "Isn't that what you are?

if not storming out of

then! You were gentle and kind, and you were never this aggressive. You certainly weren't so heartless as to pick

He thought he could finally relieve himself today, but

to answer her questions properly. Rather, he chose to hurt her as viciously as he could. Didn't she demand an answer? Well, he would give it to

blurted out, "Brad, you're a son of a bitch! Even a dog knew to at least wag its tail at me if I raised it for six years. Who do you think

ever think about my feelings when you're cozying up with Jean? She might be

got in return-you

about her being a patient! Who

nightstand to the floor, including a

the floor echoed in Nadine's ears and tugged at her nerves.