Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Brad couldn't shake the irritation growing inside him as he watched Jean's antics. With his uninjured left hand, he yanked open the collar of his shirt in frustration, his face flushed with anger.

"Don't you realize how annoying you're being right now? Do you seriously want me to call my bodyguards?"

Noticing that he was genuinely furious, Jean took off running, heading straight for the playroom where Nadine and Sean were. As she ran, she sprayed perfume into the air.noveldrama

Oddly enough, although she was spraying like her life depended on it, the hallway wasn't filled with the scent of perfume. Instead, it had a sharp, pungent odor.

Brad, fearing she'd disturb Nadine and Sean, chased after Jean. But for some reason, he realized that his breathing was growing rapid, and his heart was pounding wildly-way beyond what he could handle.

Jean noticed him staggering toward her, his steps unsteady, and a triumphant smile crept onto her lips. She stopped in her tracks and waited for Brad to charge at her.

The reason she and Evelyn had gone to such lengths to show up tonight wasn't merely to have dinner. Before, in Brad's hospital room, she hadn't been able to get close enough to spray the drug on him, nor had she been able to ensure a large audience would witness what came next.

This was the perfect chance.

Brad had already walked right into her trap. Next, she was going to make sure that the entire Hamilton family witnessed him throwing himself at her.

Jean stood still with a smug smile as she watched Brad stagger toward her. Before he could reach her, she began to undo her clothes.

Although the heater was on and the humidifier was running, the air in the room felt dry. After playing for a while, Sean was sweating profusely and wanted some water.

Nadine wiped her son's forehead with a towel and told him to wait in the room while she went out to get the water.

As soon as she stepped out of the playroom, she noticed Jean standing there in nothing but her underwear, while Brad, looked almost hypnotized, rushing toward Jean as if he were a dog who had just spotted a bone.

She caught a whiff of a strange scent in the air. Nadine couldn't quite place what it was, but it made her heart race and stirred something deep inside her.

The Hamiltons were arriving one

after another in the living room on the first floor, forming a huge crowd. Someone noticed something unusual on the second floor and

called out, "What's going on up

there? Let's go check it out

Consequently, a throng of people surged toward the second floor. Jean laughed loudly as she watched the crowd pour in. Right in front of Nadine's eyes, she stripped off her last piece of clothing. She waved at Brad, whose eyes were wild with désire. "Come here, Brad You'll feel better if you hold me."

At that point, Brad had lost all sense of reason. All he could feel was that his heart was pounding wildly, threatening to leap out of his chest. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't suppress the burning desire inside him.

His vision was blurred, and he could no longer make out the face of the person in front of him. All he could hear was a voice calling out to him. "Come here, Brad," the voice purred.

Initially, Nadine had only found the situation strange, but now that the scent was filling her nostrils and coursing through her body, it made her heart race uncontrollably. The sensation was eerily familiar just like that night six years ago.