Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Nadine, who had completely lost it, resembled a crazed lioness—though she appeared more endearing than fierce.

She would throw a tantrum if Brad drew slightly away from her.

As she planted kisses on his chest, her hand wandered downward to his belt.

Compared to Nadine's total loss of control, Brad seemed composed. That said, he was in a dilemma—a voice in his head told him to not miss the chance and devour her, but another voice argued that he shouldn't take advantage of her. She would hate him for it once she regained her senses.

Overwhelmed by his inner turmoil, Brad glanced down at Nadine, who was nestled against his chest. He felt a mix of surprise and fear. While he was glad that she finally took the initiative, her formidable strength caught him off guard.

For such a seemingly delicate woman, she had somehow pried his hand away from his belt with sheer force, though he had placed it there to stop her from unbuckling it. He feared that she would blame him once she sobered up. This wasn't her usual self, after all.

Brad was in constant turmoil, so he had no idea that his doom was approaching. Just as he struggled to stop Nadine, his pants and belt both dropped to the floor.

him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He was at least a head taller than her, so

her grip around his neck

effort, Brad smirked and eventually bent down, allowing

button by his bedside, a doctor would have entered and brought Nadine away. She would be treated, putting an end to things that might occur later. He had

all. He was a shrewd businessman,

Nadine, which didn't align with his nature at all. As he felt the soft warmth in his

temptation when it was right in front of him? Only

more changes to fool around, he brought her to the bed and pinned her against

radiant, and the flowers were

drifted out

expected Brad