Please Give Me Another Chance, Mrs. Hamilton novel Chapter 567

A quick 20 minutes later, the car pulled up to its destination. Brad was the first to get out, and he walked around the car to open the door for Nadine. When she stepped out, he protectively placed his hand above the car door, ensuring she wouldn't hit her head.

Once she was out of the car, he looked at her hopefully. Without sparing him a glance, Nadine walked past him and waited for Sean to get out. As soon as the little guy hopped out, she took his hand and led him toward the restaurant's entrance.

In truth, she felt a little thrown off by Brad's behavior. In her mind, he had always been aloof. He had only ever been gentle with Jean. He never cared for anyone else, including his mother and younger sister.

Brad was not only aloof but also loved bossing people around and wanted everyone to follow his orders. But then again, that was just how some people were—born leaders.

He had a short temper and was impatient with everyone. Hence, even though she noticed the hopeful look in his eyes, she didn't give in. Why would she let Brad join her and Sean for dinner? She could already imagine how irritating he would be.

Nadine was a kind and genuine person, but she just couldn't bring herself to be nice to Brad. Had he been kinder to her, they wouldn't have ended up like this. Without a backward glance, she held Sean's little hand and walked straight into the restaurant, as if Brad wasn't even there.

Sean, on the other hand, kept turning around to look at Brad. He walked slowly, looked up at Nadine, and asked softly, "Mommy, are we not going to let Daddy join us? This place is really expensive, so shouldn't he be the one to pay? Mommy, you work so hard for money. You should just let him foot the bill."

Before she could respond, Brad hastily approached them and said eagerly, "I'm the one who offered to take Sean out, so I should be the one to foot the bill. If it makes you uncomfortable, I can sit at the table next to yours."

Since he was so humble and accommodating, she decided not to push him away anymore. Standing in the biting cold, she glanced at him and responded apathetically, "We don't need two tables—one will do. There's no need to take up extra space in the restaurant."