NovelEnglishChapter 641 Brad's body convulsed uncontrollably, his right hand injured and immobile. He could only press his left hand firmly against his abdomen to ease the pain. However, in the face of life and death, humans were far too weak. No matter how hard he pressed on his abdomen, the pain refused to subside.
The intense pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat, forcing him to curl up. His handsface was as pale as a sheet. His breathing was ragged, like a broken bellows gasping for air.
He could hear Jean's voice, hear every word Evelyn hurled at Nadine, and all he wanted was to kick them out of the room. But when he opened his mouth, nothing cout.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEvelyn noticed that and hurriedly pressed him back onto the bed. "What on earth are you doing, Brad? You're sick, so you need to lie down and rest! Didn't you say you wanted schicken soup? I made sfor you, so just lay there and wait forto bring it to you! "What's wrong with you? Stop moving around! Hold still!" Ignoring the burning rage in Brad's eyes, she pressed him down hard, making sure the pained Brad stayed down, intending to give Jean a chance to confront Nadine.
Gigi had texted Evelyn and told her that Brad had taken Jean to the old Hamilton manor and locked her up, pleading for her to help rescue Jean.
Evelyn had agreed. After all, she never liked Nadine, not even for a second. If Jean didn't end up with Brad, she would never forgive herself. Hence, she made a trip to the manor, brought the Hamilton family's bodyguards with her, and pried Jean out of the guards' hands.
Initially, Jean had been recuperating, but when she heard that Brad was injured, she couldn't sit still any longer. No matter what, she had to cand check on him.
When Evelyn told her that Nadine was here taking care of him, Jean made up her mind. She was going to put Nadine in her place and show her who Brad really belonged to.
Nadine had slammed into the corner of the bedside table, wincing as a sharp pain shot through her ribs. She gasped for air, unable to recover for a long while. She stood bent over, clutching the sore spot and waiting for the intense pain to subside.
Jean seized the opportunity, rushing over from the side of the bed and raising her hand to slap Nadine. "How could you do this? Don't you know I'm a patient? How could you steal my man? "Nadine Scott, are you even human? I can't believe you would run up to Brad and badmouth me, spread lies about me, and claim I was trying to kill you! When did I ever do that? Do you have any evidence? Slander can get you into real trouble, you know!" Her anger only intensified with each word, and with all her strength, she swung her hand at Nadine's face. Nadine was in a lot of pain. She didn't even need to look to know that the spot where she had been hit must have been bruised. If she wasn't in so much pain, she would've given Jean a piece of her mind by now.
Instead of being a respectable person, Jean chose to be a mistress, and no amount of foundation could cover that revolting face. But Nadine was too overwhelmed by the pain to even speak, let alone argue back. All she could do was listen to Jean's shrill voice.
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When she noticed Jean lift her hand to slap her, Nadine suddenly found a ve surge
of strength and grabbed her wrist. Before Jean could react she yanked ve her hand away and slapped her hard across the face.
"Brad's past lovers are really something else. Even the way you
throw yourself at him is unique.
Showing up at the hospital to chase ΠΙ after aman-do you think this is your home? I didn't hit you earlier because I have self-control, but that doesn't mean you can walk all over me!"
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