Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Chapter 93 

Nadine was curled up there, clutching a pocket watch in her hand. Brad recognized it. It was an old piece. It was so wom that the patterns on its casing were almost indistinguishable. Somehow, it had become 

her treasure. 

Brad sat beside her, intending to wake her up and send her to bed. Suddenly, he heard her murmur softly 

in her sleep. “Jack, stop it. It tickles…” 

Nadine was sound asleep, unaware of Brad’s presence. As she murmured, her hand still clutched the pocket watch. A smile graced her face. 

Brad, who was bending over to wake Nadine, froze. The atmosphere in the room grew suffocating with a 

palpable tension. 

His hand was suspended in mid–air. He was just inches away from touching Nadine. But he stopped his 

actions as his gaze darkened. 

Jack? Who was that? Her lover? So, she asked for a divorce to be with Jack? Wasn’t it Tyler? 

In an instant, Brad’s anger surged. Without thinking, he shoved Nadine hard. “Get up!” he barked harshly. 

Nadine, who was fast asleep and unprepared, rolled off the sofa from his push. Fortunately, the carpet cushioned her fall, preventing any injuries. 

Seeing Brad s 

sitting on the sofa, Nadine sprang up instinctively, shedding her soft and vulnerable demeanor. She glared at him fiercely. “Where’s Sean? Where did you take him?” 

Brad’s eyes were filled with mockery. He glanced at her fair face and adjusted his posture to sit more 

comfortably. He showed no intention of answering her question. 

Since 

Sean was still in his hands and not his biological son, Nadine couldn’t afford to be careless. She 

changed her tone and pleaded. “Brad, please tell me where my son is. I really miss him.” 

Brad, who was now in control, leaned back against the sofa. His gaze leisurely drifted to Nadine. “Is this how you ask for a favor?” His voice was soft but laced with menace. 

Nadine, who was comered and desperate, had no choice but to swallow her pride. She had to endure it 

for Sean. 

Nadine took a deep breath to suppress her anger and spoke softly. “Dear Mr. Hamilton, could you please 

tell me where Sean is? He’s still very young. If he’s done anything to offend you, I kindly ask for your understanding. Please don’t hold it against a child.” 

Nadine humbled herself greatly, appearing utterly submissive 

Brad sensed that if he asked her to kneel, she wouldn’t hesitate to comply. The thought of her calling out 

to “Jack” only fueled his anger, making him even more reluctant to let her off easily. 

“Not bad,” Brad conceded, “but I haven’t had dinner yet. His implication was clear, and Nadine 

understood perfectly. 

Originally, she wanted to lash out at him and walk away. But she could only bow and scrape for Sean. 

Clenching her teeth, she said, “Please wait a moment, Mr. Hamilton. I’ll check the fridge for any available 

ingredients.” With that, Nadine turned to the kitchen. 

Brad sat on the couch with his legs crossed. He watched her slender figure busying herself for him. That made some of his anger dissipate. 

He took out his phone and sent a message to Cameron. “Investigate Nadine Scott’s personal 

relationships. All of them!”