Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

In this situation, the fact that Nadine was willing to offer such a tempting condition meant she had to have ulterior motives.

With a cold snort, Brad tightened his grip on her wrist and retorted sarcastically, "Since when did you become so willing to compromise? This isn't like you at all. For a tiny person like you, you're really big-headed. For you to give in so easily, there must be some hidden agenda. Spill it."

Brad hated this feeling. He desperately wanted to get close to Nadine, yet she always looked at him with disgust and disdain. Every time he saw that look in her eyes, he wanted nothing more than to beat her senseless.

If Nadine kept looking at him with that hateful expression, he'd pin her down on the bed and deal with her properly.

Nadine wasn't as strong as Brad, so she couldn't fight back. No matter how much she struggled to free her wrist, she couldn't break free. She had no choice but to face the harsh reality.

First, Nadine would play along, acting obedient and submissive. Once Brad let down his guard, she'd run away as fast as she could.

At that moment, running away was the only option. She wasn't going to stick around and let him bully her. Only a fool would follow his every whim.

her escape, she heard what Brad said. He had seen right

couldn't believe Brad saw through her

she responded, "Whatever. I'm giving you the chance. If you don't want to, then forget it. We don't have to follow each other

she added, "You're really ungrateful. Who even wants

it. But Brad still caught her words. His cold voice loomed

plastered

one that looked more pitiful than tears. "I didn't

didn't add each other. Not seeing such a handsome rich-and foolish-guy like you would make me

the word "foolish", hoping

other on Instagram. He didn't fully catch her insult. His face remained cold and stern as he commanded, "Show me the photos now. Otherwise, you won't be

spoke, he squeezed her wrist even harder, the

she wouldn't be able to escape unless she

made her way to the locker room. She stalled as she pulled out her phone, unblocked Brad, and sent him some of the photos Jean had