Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton
Chapter 89

Chapter 89

After posting, the woman tossed her phone aside and focused on playing dice with Sammy.

Alex, who had been silent until now, suddenly laughed. “Wow, are you standing up for Nadine now? That woman didn’t say anything wrong. Nadine became a full–time housewife after marrying you. We haven’t

seen her in over five years. Isn’t she just an old hag now? You’re just defending-

Before Alex could finish, he got kicked in the calf. The sound of the bone being hit was crystal clear.

Alex gasped in pain. “Brad, what’s the meaning of this? Can’t anyone speak about her? Nadine is clearly…

“Fine! I won’t say anything more, alright?” Alex shouted.

Brad, who had picked up a bottle to bash Alex’s head with, finally calmed down. However, the murderous look in his eyes was chilling.

Afraid that the tough guy might beat him up, Alex didn’t intend on making Brad stay. He then opened the

private room’s door and called a driver for Brad.

Once Brad left, the oppressive atmosphere dissipated. Alex patted his chest in relief. “Damn. What a mess. Doesn’t he dislike Nadine? Why can’t anyone talk about her?”

Sammy kicked his shoe lightly. “You don’t understand, Some people just have a sharp tongue. Just wait

and see. He’s definitely not going to the hospital to see Jean. No doubt he’s gonna look for Nadine

instead.”

Alex didn’t quite believe him. “Come on. Let’s follow him and watch the drama. If he goes to replace Nadine, I’ll call Jean over. If he goes to replace Jean, I’ll send the photo to Nadine. Anyway, I have her Whatsapp

number.”

With t

that, the two settled their bill, got into the car, and quietly followed the car Brad was in

The winter night was cold and long. Brad had left his coat at the hospital and didn’t bother going back to get it. He got into the car wearing only thin clothing.

The driver asked Brad for his destination. After giving it a thought, Brad decided to return to the Hamilton

Estate.

Just as he was about to speak, his phone rang. He glanced at the number and answered the call.

“Mr. Hamilton, something’s wrong. Sean has been crying a lot. He hasn’t eaten anything for six hours, and

now, his voice is hoarse from crying.

“He keeps asking for Mrs. Hamilton and tried to climb out the window to look for her,” the person on the

other end said.

Upon hearing this, Brad sobered up almost immediately. “Keep an eye on him. Don’t let anything happen.

I’ll be there in a jiffy.”

He then gave the driver the address. The driver headed straight for a manor not far from the Hamilton Estate.

When Brad arrived, all the bodyguards were standing downstairs. Sean was clinging to the third–floor window. He was holding onto the window bars tightly. It looked very dangerous.

The bodyguards feared that Sean might fall. So, they held a large bed sheet underneath and stretched it wide to catch Sean.

Since the child was facing away from the window, Brad didn’t dare to speak. He was afraid that it would startle Sean and cause Sean to fall. Brad signaled to the guards to be quiet as he quickly ran up to the third floor.

With his long legs, he soon appeared in front of the third–floor window. He looked coldly at Sean, who was clinging tightly to the window bars, and shouted, ‘Sean!