Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Chapter 509

Brad finally noticed the misunderstandings he had about Nadine. Since then, he had been trying to distance himself from Jean. He even wanted to mend his relationship with Nadine.

Nadine was a good wife-gentle, virtuous, and attentive when taking care of him. Many times, Brad would find himself comparing Nadine to Jean.

Jean would act coquettish. She was beautiful and sweet, and her illness gave her a fragile beauty. Brad couldn't bear to be harsh with her because of this. As long as Jean acted spoiled and said a few nice words, he would forgive her without limits.

As for Nadine, she didn't know how to act coy or playfully complain to make a man happy. Most of the time, she was quiet and spoke softly. She was the kind of person who seemed timid and didn't have a temper.

Yet, Nadine took care of everything at home for Brad, quietly handling all matters to free him of burdens.

Being with Nadine lacked passion and romance, yet she filled Brad's life with a profound warmth.

Since Nadine moved out of Phoenix Villa, Brad hadn't had a good night's sleep. He often woke up in the dead of night, staring out into the pitch-black night, unable to sleep until morning.

But Brad was a man who valued his pride and would never admit his vulnerability to anyone. As a result, he kept seeking Nadine out and wanted her to come home because he wanted to mend their relationship.

up pushing Nadine further away every

being too harsh. How could she claim to not love him anymore and leave

they were lies, couldn't they have had some sincerity to them? How

Hamilton" made Brad nearly lose control of his anger. His hands gripped the armrests

cup in front of him. He wanted to tear apart her calm demeanor and dig out her insides. What had she eaten that made her so

Brad couldn't do that, and he wouldn't resort to bullying a woman.

always call me 'darling' before? We're not divorced yet, so calling me 'Mr. Hamilton' so quickly doesn't seem right, does it? It makes you look

was momentarily suppressed, he

memories

It was only during the nights when they made out that her voice would

hands would clutch his shoulders, calling his name over

and call him "darling" in a tender tone. Every time that happened, Brad couldn't control himself and would lose

had lost that

away.

pressing her onto the bed. But he knew that if he really did that, it would