Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Brad didn’t respond to her. He sat motionless on the floor with his long legs sprawled out before him. Despite his disheveled state, he exuded an air of effortless grace. 

Furrowing his brows tightly, he ignored Nadine. He sat on the cold marble floor with a pale face. 

As a medical professional, saving lives was Nadine’s calling. Worried that Brad had been sitting on the floor for a long time, she decided to see if he was alright. 

“Brad, are you alright? Let me have a look!” 

Love wasn’t like a faucet. One couldn’t just turn it off and expect the feeling to go away. 

Even though she was completely dissatisfied with this one–sided love, she couldn’t help but still care about him. After all, he was the man she loved. 

If Brad were ever seriously injured, she would be the first one to rush him to the hospital. 

Nadine’s soft and slender hand reached out and rested on Brad’s skin. Her skin was as soft as freshly Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

fallen snow. 

As her soft fingers brushed against his lap, the warmth of her touch against his sun–kissed skin sent a shiver through him. 

Brad couldn’t help but recall their intimate moments together in bed. 

Nadine’s body was soft and warm, like a comforting embrace. In her intimate embrace, Brad felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction and intoxication that threatened to consume him entirely 

As she approached, Brad’s carefully suppressed desire flared back up again. It was like a wildfire. scorching his chest. 

To be honest, they were incredibly compatible in bed. The pleasure she brought him left him feeling more 

satisfied than ever. 

And to be frank, he was content with his life and had no intention of getting a divorce. After the divorce, where could he find a sex partner like Nadine? 

Jean? She was back to seek treatment, and she was unable to engage in intimacy due to her weakened body. Plus, no other woman understood him as well as Nadine. 

As Nadine leaned closer, her hand brushed against his skin. Her clean and refreshing fragrance wafted over him, intensifying the already burning flames of desire within him. 

For a moment, he almost lost control. Just as his outstretched hand was about to touch Nadine, it 

flinched back as if burned. 

Unaware of what had happened, Nadine continued her examination of Brad’s injuries. Even if he were someone else, she wouldn’t hesitate to help someone who was hurt. 

The two leaned in close, and their heads almost touched. From Brad’s perspective, he could clearly see 

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the woman’s flawless profile and exquisite collarbones 

Especially the excessively smooth skin in the hollow of her neck, which sent his imagination spiraling. Already consumed by desire, he could no longer resist the glimpse of enticing fullness at her collarbone. 

He sprang up so quickly that Nadine couldn’t react. In one swift motion, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. 

With a swift kick of his heel, he slammed the door shut. The world spun around Nadine. By the time she realized she was pinned beneath Brad, her mind had jolted back into clarity. 

Brad tore at her clothes as she struggled against him. “Bastard! Let go of me! Brad, you jerk!” 

Realizing she couldn’t stop him, she lashed out with punches and kicks. 

“We’re getting a divorce! We’re not obligated to do this! Get lost!” she screamed.