Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

From the moment Brad learned of Jack's existence, an inexplicable panic settled

in his chest-a fear that seemed to rise from the depths of his soul. He had heard

Nadine calling out Jack's name in her sleep on several occasions, trapped in the

grip of nightmares.

In other words, during the six years they had been together, Nadine had never

truly forgotten Jack. Every time she woke up in the middle of the night, it wasn't

him that occupied her dreams, but Jack.

"Am I destined to be Jack's substitute just because I look so much like him?

You're so freaking cruel, Nadine Scott!" he thought broodingly.

Ever since he learned about Jack's existence, Brad had Cameron investigate

everything about him, especially his relationship with Nadine. Cameron had

brought him a lot of photos, all of which showed Nadine and Jack holding each

other. In those pictures, she was radiant, her eyes brimming with joy.

The two of them were young and full of life, riding bikes together, flying kites,

catching fish by the stream, traveling, and attending joyous parties.

Each photo he looked at deepened the bitterness in his heart. If she loved Jack so

much, why did she say she loved him? How could Nadine Scott love two different

people at the same time?

Conversely, he and Nadine didn't have a single photo together-not even a

wedding picture. Nadine had never kept a picture of him on her phone either.

Once, after a particularly heated argument, Brad had stormed off to his study

while Nadine retreated to the storage room. Moments later, he overheard her

quiet sobs, so he pretended to walk past the storage room.

He glanced inside and saw her holding an old, outdated smartphone, smiling

through her tears as she looked at it. As soon as she noticed him, she hid the

phone behind her back, wiped her tears, and walked past him without saying a

word.

All of a sudden, he couldn't help but wonder if she had taken that old phone with

her when she moved out of Phoenix Villa. The thought gnawed at him, and he

immediately called his housekeeper to confirm.

The response he got was, "Mr. Hamilton, there's no phone in the storage room-

just some odds and ends. I didn't see any phones."

As soon as he heard that, a dark cloud slowly settled over his heart. "Well done,

Nadine! Do you feel accomplished having me wrapped around your finger like

this?" he thought to himself.

As the man struggled to keep his anger in check, the door to his hospital room

swung open. Nadine walked in, dressed in a white coat.

Usually, she wore a blue nurse's

uniform, but today she had on a

white doctor's coat. Her hair was

tied up in a simple bun at the crown

of her head, and she wore a face

mask without a surgical cap. Only

her eyes and forehead were visible

above the mask, making her petite

face appear even smaller.

Brad hadn't expected her to show

up. For a moment, he was stunned

and thoroughly caught off guard. For

some reason, the anger that hadnoveldrama

been burning inside him earlier

fizzled out the moment he met her

dark, almond-shaped eyes.

But then the thought of being Jack's

substitute came rushing back, and

he quickly schooled his expression

into one of indifference. His voice

was clipped as he asked, "What are

you doing here?" His tone wasn't

exactly harsh, but it wasn't friendly

either.

It was mainly because he had never seen Nadine in a doctor's coat, and he wasn't

quite used to it. He couldn't help feeling that her curvaceous figure shouldn't be

hidden beneath that white coat.

Nadine clenched her hands in her pockets and then relaxed them. Truth be told,

she didn't want to face Brad. But Seraphina was right; she couldn't avoid him

forever.

"Brad's just a patient. There's no need to avoid him," she kept reminding herself.