With his thoughts occupied by Nadine in Phoenix Villa, Brad seemed distracted. He took a puff of his cigarette, feeling somewhat agitated.

He finally felt a bit of relief when the doctor came out of Jean's ward. As the doctor approached him, he extinguished his cigarette and asked, "How is she?"

The doctor removed his mask, looking evidently relieved. "Mr. Hamilton, Ms. Sawyer is currently fine after our efforts, but she cannot be subjected to any stress. Please try not to upset her and keep her in a good mood."

Brad nodded. "Use the best medication."

After consulting the doctor, he brought Cameron into the ward. Jean was already awake. She stared at him wide-eyed, as if she'd been anticipating him. The moment she saw him, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Brad, I thought you were going to neglect him," she sobbed. Tears trickled down her cheeks, leaving a small wet spot on the pillow.

It's my fault. I've been a burden to you. If you think I'm a nuisance, you can just

Jean made her put the

impatience and restlessness in his voice were unmistakable—they only

a couple that had been married for nearly six years alone in a

be having sex, Jean was incensed. She

often boiled down to sexual compatibility when it came to relationships. Couples who had a satisfying sex life rarely get

Nadine, but he'd never been with another woman besides her. Despite Jean's blatant and subtle attempts at seduction, he either feigned ignorance or deflected it with jokes. He had no intention

Jean doubt her own allure. Indeed, she was older now compared to six years ago. She couldn't compare with an 18-year-old girl, but she couldn't possibly be inferior

her alone? Jean couldn't fathom it, nor could she find a reason. She could only use her illness

to her charm,

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