Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

All of a sudden, it dawned on Nadine why the pen had slipped from Brad's hand when he was signing the agreement. She couldn't believe that this jerk actually had the nerve to deceive her.

She plastered a smile on her face, helped him over to the edge of the fountain, and found a clear spot for him to sit. "I'm tired. Let's rest here for a bit," she murmured.noveldrama

Brad, oblivious to the fact that Nadine had seen through his act, thought she must be tired. He obediently sat down and continued to feign drunkenness with a foolish grin.

Once he was seated, she turned her back to him and tried to suppress her laughter by biting her lip. Then, she abruptly gave Brad a little push.

Standing by the fountain, she watched as he lost his balance and stumbled backward into the pool. There was a loud splash as he hit the water.

"You've crossed the line, Nadine Scott!" Brad growled.

Nadine hastily took a few steps back, laughing merrily as she watched him shiver from the cold. "I thought you enjoyed pretending to be drunk, Mr. Hamilton. I just wanted to help you sober up a little! Anyway, it's getting late, so I'm going home! Goodnight, Mr. Hamilton!"

She paused before adding, "By the way, I'll be sure to call Ms. Sawyer to come rescue you. After all, she's your one true love, right?" With that, she bolted, paying no attention to Brad's yells behind her.

Nadine only stopped and leaned against a tree to catch her breath after she had run a good distance and was far enough that she was no longer able to hear his voice. "Even now, that scumbag still thinks he can fool me," she fumed.

Well, that was payback for his attempt to deceive her. She wondered if he would have the guts to pull off something like that again. Nadine couldn't care less if he caught a cold or not. It had nothing to do with her. He brought this on himself, after all.

After glancing back to ensure Brad wasn't chasing after her, she hailed a cab at the side of the road. It was time to go home and get some sleep.

Meanwhile, Jean had just woken up from a short nap at Harborview Hospital. She was a light sleeper, and she awakened to the slightest noise.

Jean was no longer in a private room; now, she was surrounded by other patients. Some of them groaned through the night, unable to sleep because of bodily pains.

There was nothing much that could be done, so she had to endure it. In just two short days, she was already finding it difficult to cope.

Had she not been afraid of annoying Brad, she would've confided in him long ago. It was all that old geezer from the Hamilton family's fault. If it weren't for Adam, she wouldn't be suffering like this.

Jean had gone to bed at 11:00 pm that night and she was finally drifting off to sleep when she was disturbed by the other patients. She was so upset that she ended up with a stomach ache.

Just then, she received a message. It was a picture, and it was taking a while to load. When it finally did, she saw a photo of Brad struggling to get out of a fountain.

He was soaked to the bone. His cashmere coat had now become dead weight, making it almost impossible for him to climb out of the fountain. Fortunately, the water in the fountain was shallow, reaching only up to his waist.

After seeing the photo, Jean hurriedly called Brad.