Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Just as Jean and Alex were bantering, the sleeping Brad suddenly sat 

ahead as he called out, “Nadine! Get over here!” 

up on the couch. He blankly stared 

He said that while looking directly at Jean, who was lying on the floor. His tone was commanding 

Jean, while trying to get up from the carpet, froze at the mention of that name. She lifted her eyes ΙΠ 

astonishment toward Brad. “Brad, don’t you hate Nadine the most?” 

Brad didn’t respond to her question. He continued to stare ahead blankly. 

Meanwhile, Alex couldn’t resist taunting Jean. He whistled and laughed. “See that? Even in this situation, he’s calling out for Nadine, not you!” 

After saying that, he approached Brad and waved his hand in front of Brad’s eyes before shaking him. However, Brad remained unresponsive. He still stared straight ahead emotionlessly. 

“See? He’s really out of it. He’s completely drunk.” 

Jean was disgusted by this jerk. Angered beyond measure, she couldn’t care less about maintaining her image as she hurled insults at him. 

“Alex, no one will call you a mute if you stay quiet! Get out of here! We don’t need you!” 

But Alex paid her no heed. Seeing Jean’s face contorted with rage only amused him further. 

In the room, only the drunken Brad sat quietly and obediently like a child. Just then, Alex’s phone rang. As he glanced at the caller ID, he smiled smugly and chose to decline the call. 

Turning to the befuddled Brad, he exclaimed, “Nadine is worried! She’s worried! Haha!” 

Nadine didn’t know what was going on on Alex’s side Upon hearing the loud noise and Alex cursing, she believed it was a serious situation.. 

After the call abruptly ended, she couldn’t shake off her worries. She decided to call Alex again to find out what had happened and if everything was alright. 

However, Alex continued to ignore her calls, leaving her feeling helpless. Amid her helplessness, she couldn’t help but worry even more. 

She knew dealing with a drunken Brad was like handling a child. No one could move him. He had to be gently persuaded and coaxed. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Alex was a tough guy. How would he know how to do that? He could barely manage to keep Brad under control, let alone comfort him. 

Worried that they might cause more trouble, Nadine decided she had to go and check on them. 

Seeing her change clothes, Avery jumped off the bed and angrily jabbed her head. 

“Nadine, are you out of your mind? Why does it matter to you if Brad lives or dies? Or is it that you can’t 

move on from him? Do you still love him?” 

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Nadine shook her head and smiled bitterly at Avery. “I never said I would interfere. I just want to take a 

look and come back. Can’t I do that?” 

Avery wasn’t about to let her go. She blocked her path with open arms. 

“Nadine, if you dare leave this house, don’t bother coming back! I’ll make sure to lock you out! 

“Get this straight: Brad has nothing to do with you. He doesn’t love you. He doesn’t even like you. He needs Jean, not you. So why are you running over there like a lapdog trying to be his minion? 

“Too bad for you. Brad doesn’t need a lapdog like you. He wants to be Jean’s simp. Even if you go today, what difference will it make? 

“Will he spare you another glance? Sweetie, clear your bead of nonsense and get some rest.”