Please Give Me Another Chance, Mrs. Hamilton novel Chapter 14

Brad gazed down at the stunning woman under him, noting the hollow look in her eyes.

He couldn't quite describe the feeling that seized him at that moment, but his heart tightened when he saw the defeat and resignation in her gaze.

He felt like he had lost something important that he had taken for granted before this.

Nadine had always been careful and quiet around Brad. She did whatever he asked of her to the best of her ability, regardless of how difficult or near-impossible the task might be.

She would always put in her best efforts and put up with his cruel nitpicking.

Brad had never seen Nadine like this. Pinned under him, she did not so much as move a muscle.

She kept her eyes closed, her long lashes casting shadows on her cheek that reminded Brad of broken butterfly wings.

She showed no emotion other than disappointment. It was as if a great despondence had enveloped her.

As she lay there with her eyes tightly shut, Brad felt her sorrow seep out of her and stab him in the heart.

The inexplicable feelings that coursed through him made him lose the last of his patience. Still hovering above Nadine, he moved so that his towering frame shielded her completely.

He slid his cool fingers under his thumb and asked, "Who do you think you're fooling with this martyr act, huh?

"You were the one who wanted to marry me, and now you want a divorce? Do you think you could toy with me like that?

"Who do you think you're dealing with?"

Nadine did not once open her eyes as she lay under him, looking as if she was ready to welcome death.

She said nothing, though her brows were knitted so tightly that she looked as if she was going through intense sorrow or agony.

When she spoke, it was with a pleading tone. "I was wrong. I shouldn't have married you five years ago. Please, Brad, just let me and Sean go."

If she had known this would happen, she would never have wanted the Hamiltons to repay the so-called favor they owed her.

Right now, all she wanted was to get away from Brad and the immense suffering he had caused her.

Unfortunately, if she had been hoping that Brad might snap out of his wrath for long enough to see reason and let her go, she would be greatly disappointed.

He pinched her chin so hard that she frowned in pain. "Do I need to repeat what I told you the other day, Nadine?" he ground out.

The tips of his fingers dug into her skin. Nadine winced at the sharp pain that felt like her chin had been licked by flames. Arching her back, she tried to push his hand away.

However, Brad did not intend to let go of her at all. He pinched her chin harder until he was sure the skin would bruise, and still he would not release her.

He stared into her eyes as if his icy gaze could pierce through her soul.

"Do you want to divorce me so you can marry Tyler?" He paused before sneering, "What makes you think he would want a woman who's had a child?

"Why would he want secondhand goods like you?"

The scathing insult cut through Nadine's heart like the cold blade of a knife. From the moment Brad called her "secondhand goods", her heart shattered into dust.

She never knew Brad saw her as secondhand goods.

She opened her eyes and met Brad's gaze, snorting derisively as she pointed out, "Secondhand goods, huh? Apparently, I'm not good enough to remarry, but good enough to warm your bed for the last five years."

He might hate being married to her, but that hadn't stopped him from bedding her whenever he pleased in the last five years.