NovelEnglishChapter 520 If Jean really was involved in that incident, Brad had no idea how he'd even begin to clean up this mess. Every single thing that happened was like a slap in his face, reminding him of what the woman he once loved so dearly-his first love- had become.
The cigarette burned out between his fingers. He slowed down, tossed the butt into a nearby trash can, and continued driving aimlessly. Nadine's cold expression kept replaying in his mind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTo be honest, he wanted to go back to Phoenix Villa, just to see Nadine again. But the fear that she might still be awake and greet him with hostility held him back. That cold, unfeeling look she gave him made his chest tighten. While he was driving around without a destination, his phone rang. He recognized the caller right away. It was Lynn, Jean's caregiver. The man lazily lifted his gaze and silenced his phone, choosing to ignore it.
However, the calls just kept coming. Lynn seemed determined to get through and kept calling over and over again.
After the 14th call, Brad's patience snapped. He picked up the phone and bellowed, "What is wrong with you? If I'm not answering, it clearly means I don't want to talk! Why are you callingso damn many times?" He couldn't recall much about Lynn except that she was the caregiver who always seemed to hover around Jean's room. She also seemed to have a lot of little tricks up her sleeve, In short, she was the kind of person he really disliked.
Lynn had called Brad on Jean's behalf. She had expected Brad to respond with a gentle tone. But to her surprise, not only was he far from gentle, he even yelled at her, leaving her tongue-tied and stumbling over her own words.
"M-Mr. Hamilton, Ms. Sawyer's not feeling well. She's in a lot of pain. C-Could you cover?" Lynn had never heard Brad so furious before and was so frightened that her words cout in a stutter.
Brad was already in a foul mood. His frustration skyrocketed when he heard Jean was using her illness to tug at his heartstrings again. He barke into the phone, "If she's sick, she should see a doctor! Why the helfare you calling me? I'm not a doctor! "She's now in a hospital, so doesn't she know how to find a doctor? If she doesn't even know that she should see a doctor when she's sick, how is she any different from an idiot? "I'm warning you-don't callagain, or you'll regret it!" Before she could respond, he hung up mercilessly. But even after ending the cat his anger didn't subside. He glared daggers at his phone before tossing it onto the leather seat beside him, his expressión grim.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJean had been listening in on the whole conversation. She'd asked Lynn to turn on the speakerphone, so she heard every word Brad said. Not only did she hear him, but her ears were ringing.
She couldn't believe it was really him. She stared at the lifeless phone screen in disbelief for a full three minutes before looking away.
When she noticed Jean's expression turn blank and her eyes lose focus, Lynn asked worriedly, "What's wrong, Ms. Sawyer? Do you feel unwell? Should I go and get the doctor?"
She had heard every single word Brad said. Even though those cutting were directed at Jean, Lynn words w could still feel the chilling indifference behind them could someone who was so deeply in love with Jean change so drastically?
Jean felt a sharp pain in her chest at this moment. It was so intense it felt like she couldn't breathe.
She it clutched her chest with one hand and weakly waved the other as she responded weakly, "No, I'm alright."
She continued after a strained pause, "There's nothing the doctor can do anyway. They'll can do ay. They'll just say the sold thing. Brad doesn't loveanymore, Lynn... It hurts so much that I feel like I'm going to die!"
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