Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Nadine was still reeling from the shock of everything that had happened that

night. Brad, who was always high and mighty, had just told her that he could give up on Jean for her.

There was a time when all she ever wanted was for Brad to stay away from Jean and focus on building a life with her. Even if love wasn't part of the equation, she thought their connection alone would be enough to keep them together for a lifetime.

However, as soon as she heard Brad say he could give up on Jean, her mind became crystal clear. Brad was head over heels for Jean-there was no way he could turn his back on her.

Nadine had been too stunned to react, and her mind went blank. But now, she had finally come to her senses.

As expected, a leopard never changes its spots. She hadn't done anything, yet Brad had already labeled her a cheater. The nerve of him! He was the real cheater here, yet he still had the gall to point fingers at her.

In an instant, her temper flared. Nadine started smacking Brad's hand, her words coming out in rapid-fire. "You've just made me realize how intelligent I am. It's obvious you're not just visually impaired but also intellectually challenged! You make so much money, why can't you afford to see a neurologist?

"I hate to break it to you, but your brain's playing tricks on you. You think you're always right, which is straight-up hysteria! You're unwell, and I seriously suggest you get it treated while you're still young. If you don't, you're going to find yourself in murky waters one day!"

Had she been too soft on him? Had that given Brad the impression that she was easy to mess with? If she could reach him, she would've clawed his face off. The nerve of him!

Tyler couldn't help but chuckle as he stood outside the hospital room, watching the two of them go at it and listening to Nadine give Brad a piece of her mind. He then walked over to the door and gave Nadine a round of applause.

"Damn, Nad, that sharp tongue of yours is impressive! No wonder you're my spokesperson. The next time need to roast someone, I'm bringing you along to do the Coasting for me."

Being a man himself, Tyler could tell just how much Brad cared about Nadine. That said, Brad was as stubborn as a mule. It was obvious he cared deeply about Nadine, yet he still acted like he didn't need her and couldn't care less.

Would it kill him to admit that he missed and cared for her? Was it that humiliating to admit he loved his own wife?

Tyler couldn't help but grin from ear to ear as he watched Nadine give Brad an earful. It felt as if all the tension he'd been holding onto had melted away.

When he noticed that the back of Brad's hand had turned red, he didn't feel the least bit sorry for him. Men who were stubborn and arrogant deserved to end up on their own.

As an outsider, Tyler could see the situation for what it was—but he wasn't going

to say a thing! He'd just wait for the day Brad would have to grovel to win Nadine back.

"Nad, is that all you've got? Are you just scratching an itch? Use your nails and pinch his skin! It'll be enough to make it hurt like hell!"

Under Tyler's guidance, Nadine pinched Brad hard. She did exactly as he suggested, using her thumb and index finger to pinch a small bit of skin on the back of Brad's hand and squeezed with all her might. noveldrama

In the blink of an eye, several red, swollen welts appeared on Brad's pale hand.

Upon closer inspection, the imprint of her nails was clearly visible.