Please Give Me Another Chance, Mrs. Hamilton novel Chapter 2

Noticing Nadine's presence, Jean deliberately nestled closer to Brad's arm, her complexion paling even further.

Jean clutched onto Brad's arms and said, "Brad, I'm feeling a bit unwell. Could you slow down a bit?"

Her voice was clear enough for everyone present to hear.

As the striking couple approached her, Nadine would have recognized them anywhere, even if they had turned to ash.

The strikingly handsome man walking beside Jean was none other than her husband of five years.

And the delicate beauty clinging to his arm was none other than his first love—Jean!

Witnessing their intimate closeness, Nadine felt an ache deep in her heart. She bit her lip until the metallic taste of blood flooded her mouth, a mere echo of the pain within.

Upon hearing Jean's discomfort, Brad immediately slowed his pace and effortlessly lifted her into his arms.

"What's the point of pushing yourself when you're unwell?" His words sounded cold, yet they carried a hint of gentleness and concern.

It was something Nadine had never experienced. She stood there dumbfounded as she watched the scene in silence, feeling a chill creeping over her.

As Jean passed by Nadine, she turned slightly from Brad's shoulder and offered Nadine a bright smile.

"Brad, isn't that Mrs. Hamilton over there?" Jean's voice dripped with faux innocence as she spoke to him. "I'd like to greet her."

Brad stopped in his tracks. His exquisitely handsome features were now full of disdain, his gaze dark and unreadable as he looked at Nadine standing by the information terminal.

Stopping in front of Nadine, he still had Jean in his arms. He remained vigilant and eyed Nadine warily.

Ignoring Nadine's presence, Brad said, "Why greet her? She's nothing but a nuisance." The disdain in his tone pierced Nadine like a knife. Brad was dismissing Nadine as if she were an inconvenience.

Looking at Brad, whom she had been married to for five years, Nadine felt like her heart was plunged into an icy abyss as the pain tightened her chest.

She knew he hated her, but she never imagined it was to this extent. Every breath she took seemed wrong to him, let alone appearing in front of Jean.

Nadine clutched her chest in agony, too shocked to even breathe.

Jean seemed extremely pleased with Brad's reaction. She leaned in closer to hook her arms around his neck while smiling.

"It's not troublesome! I just wanted to see how Mrs. Hamilton would react when she used her son's illness as an excuse.

"She's using even her sick child as an excuse just to separate us. Is she truly Sean's biological mother? Brad, you should look into it thoroughly!"

After she finished her words, Jean turned her gaze towards Nadine, and her smile turned predatory.

She winked innocently and asked, "Mrs. Hamiton, surely you wouldn't resort to using your son's illness as an excuse, right?"

Her words were undoubtedly a slap in Nadine's face, and she didn't know how to respond. If she admitted at this moment that Sean was sick, it would be seen as a ploy in front of Brad.

Jean's seemingly straightforward words probably already condemned her in Brad's mind. Her only sin was that she loved him.

Brad's gaze, devoid of warmth, bore into Nadine and it sent shivers down her spine. Nadine met his icy stare, feeling her whole body turn to ice under his scrutiny.

Nadine frantically tried to explain, "No! That's not true! I didn't—it's not like what she said!"