Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

At that moment, Jean sat in the two-story house Brad had given her, staring blankly out at the rain. After receiving a message from Lynn, she quickly deleted

it.

She then took off her underwear and warm clothes, putting on a thin hospital gown instead. She went downstairs and stood at the door, looking out into the distance.

When she saw a black Rolls-Royce Ghost approaching, she quickly darted into the garden behind the house.

Brad was quick. He got out of the car without using an umbrella and headed straight for the second floor. This house had been his gift to Jean for her 18th birthday. At the time, he had just made his first big money. When he heard that Jean had been kicked out by her mother and had nowhere to go, he bought her this house.

It was a private two-story house with over 4,000 square feet of space. Though it was smaller compared to any villa in Hamilton Estate, it held great significance. Ever since he bought it, they had often used it for their dates.

Noticing the lights on upstairs, Brad hurried up the stairs.noveldrama

However, despite searching the entire house, he couldn't find Jean. Frantically, he called out her name. "Jeanie!"

From his vantage point, he could see further. When he reached the window, he spotted a white figure in the garden and immediately ran after it.

Jean was soaked. She huddled under an acacia tree, hugging her knees with her head buried in her lap. As Brad saw the rainwater dripping from her hair, it felt like a dagger to his heart.

He quickly took off his coat and draped it over her, lifting her gently from the ground as if she were a precious treasure.

"Jeanie, are you okay? Answer me!"

Jean was drenched and weak. She slowly opened her heavy eyes and gazed at him. With a trembling hand, she reached out to touch his face.

"Brad, is it really you? Am I dreaming?" she asked.

After a moment, she sadly murmured, "It must be a dream. How could I be seeing you? It's so late. How could Nadine let you out?"

Seeing her dazed expression, Brad quickly reassured her, "It's me! You're not dreaming. It's really me."

Jean's eyes finally focused, and she reached out with her other hand to touch his face. "You're warm. It really is you."

"Brad, it's really you," she said, then added to herself, "Oh no! You don't belong to me anymore. You belong to Nadine now. You're married. You're no longer mine!"

"Let go of me! I don't need your help!" She started to struggle.

However, her struggles were weak and soon subdued by Brad. He carried her into the bathroom, set her down by the bathtub, and turned on the water.

"Jeanie, stop this!"

Both of them were drenched from the rain. Jean's health was fragile, and she couldn't handle even a minor cold. So, Brad firmly guided her into the bathtub.

He didn't remove her clothes.

Instead, he turned his back to her and said, know Grandpa must have said some harsh things to you. Don't worry, I'll handle it. For now,

you need to focus on getting better. We'll talk about everything once you're well."

Yet, Jean had no intention of taking a hot bath. She stood up in the bathtub, gazing sadly at Brad's broad back.

Tears welled in her eyes, and she

said, "Brad, never wanted to

just wanted to go back to how things were before. I don't want to love you, but I can't control my feelings. I planned to run away tonight so you'd never find me again, but my heart hurts so much."

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