NovelEnglish"I'm sorry for treating you as Jack's replacement. That was my mistake. I apologize for that, and if you want revenge, I'll accept it." There was nothing more Nadine could say-nothing that would make things better. Because the truth was undeniable; she had initially viewed Brad as Jack's replacement.
Now that he knew the truth, he had every right to hold it against her. If she had to endure his wrath, she would do so without complaint.
Her eyes glimmered under the streetlight, the soft glow reflecting in her pupils. But beneath the light was a hint of sorrow and memories that she couldn't forget.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBrad could see it all. It was the slook she'd worn that bitter winter night when she wore only a thin hospital gown and ran to Jack's grave. All of a sudden, it felt as if something sharp had pierced his heart, causing a sharp pain.
"Great! Perfect, even! Nadine Scott, since you've admitted it, then you'd better accept it!" Before she could respond, his lips crashed down on hers, hard and unyielding. It wasn't a kiss. It was a punishment-a violent, consuming claim.
Brad showed no mercy as he bit down hard on Nadine's soft lips with all of his strength. Initially, Nadine tried to push him away because of the pain. But the more she struggled, the more ruthless he became, gripping her waist with a strength that made her wince.
Unlike the polite, gentlemanly Brad she knew, this man was driven by primal instinct. He was like an uncontrollable beast, biting her lips again and again, each tharder than the last.
Tears streamed down her cheeks from the pain, but it did nothing to soften him. Every tshe tried to speak, to protest, her words were drowned in the clash of their lips.
The pain on her lips sharpened her senses, making her more alert. In the end, not wanting to be bullied by him anymore, she bared her teeth and bit down hard on Brad's lip.
The metallic taste of blood flooded their mouths in an instant. Brad cursed under his breath and reluctantly let her go.
Both of their lips were streaked with blood, though it was impossible to tell whose it was. All they could see in each other's eyes was pure rage.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Nadine, since you had the guts to treatas a substitute, you should be ready to face the consequences! What's this? Can't even handle a kiss from me? Are you saving yourself for Jack now? What were you doing all this time, then? "In the past six years, how many times have we slept together? Can you even keep track? When we were rolling around in bed, what do you think Jack would have thought, watching from heaven?"
Brad didn't want to bring Jack up, but her reaction was so intense that it made him lose control. If Jack was e her sacred, untouchable memory, then Brad wanted to shatter that illusion. He wanted her to feel as raw and vulnerable as he did.
Nadine gasped for air, her chest heaving as she sucked in a breath of fresh air. When she looked at him, her gaze was icy, sharp enough to cut. E Each word that followed was deliberate, cold, and dripping with venom. "You don't deserve to be compared to Jack!"
It was true that she hadn't forgotten about Jack before she married Brad.
When she first saw Brad, aw Brad, she thought Jack had sent him to take care of her in his place. But after they got married, she understood in her bones that Brad was her husband, and she stopped loving Jack. So, why was Brad twisting the story? Why was he painting her as the villain of this story?
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