Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Chapter 778

Adam was pleased with Brad's response. "I hope you don't just say that. Any promise made that isn't kept is considered a lie. You need to mean what you say, Brad."

He could tell that his grandson had genuinely fallen for Nadine, which filled him with joy. However, Brad was clueless when it came to pursuing women. Adam needed to help him out.

If the three of them came to see him every day, wouldn't that give Brad and Nadine more chances to interact? The more often they met, the more chances there would be.

After saying just a few words, Adam broke into a coughing fit. The nurse beside him hurriedly fitted him with the oxygen mask. "Please don't talk anymore, Mr. Hamilton Senior. You need to get some rest. Visiting hours are over now. You should all head home and come back tomorrow."

His face flushed from coughing, and under the watchful gaze of the strict nurse, Adam didn't dare say a word and simply complied by putting on the oxygen mask. His eyes followed the family of three as they left. He looked like a loyal pet being left behind, thus tugging at Nadine's heartstrings.

After leaving the ICU, she stood outside the glass doors and waved at Adam, her mind already turning over ways she could make more time to visit him. Lost in her thoughts, she got into the car absentmindedly, failing to notice a car barreling toward her.

on his feet and pulled her back just in time. Nadine fell straight into his strong embrace, the impact causing her nose to sting. Initially, she

unlicensed seven-seater van had sped past, almost grazing her arm. If Brad hadn't pulled her back, she would have been clipped by the van's side mirror or

up from

the two adults, hadn't seen what had happened. Instead, he was amused at how

big, bright eyes and said, "I'm fine! But that was so cool, Daddy!

liked his mom. He didn't need Brad to spell it out for him. But it was clear that Nadine didn't feel the same

in the future. Do you believe me?" Sean

the car and shut the door. He then

Nadine's pulse was still racing, her breaths coming in short bursts. Clutching her chest, she remained silent for a moment before asking, "Was that

in the direction the silver-gray van had vanished into.

her composure and was gripping her palm tightly to keep her knees from buckling. "Did you see that, Brad? Whenever you come near