Please Give Me Another Chance, Mrs. Hamilton novel Chapter 852

Hearing Brad's words left Nadine with a complex feeling.

This afternoon, she had been so angry with him that she didn't want to see him at all. She deliberately spent time outside with Sebastian until it was completely dark before returning. They even had dinner before coming back.

Just moments ago, Nadine was filled with disdain for Brad the moment she saw him at the entrance. But now, her heart clenched just from hearing that he hadn't eaten and had been waiting for them to return. She felt a pang of pity for him.

However, Nadine quickly suppressed that feeling. She reminded herself not to pity him, or else she'd be miserable.

Taking a deep breath, Nadine softened her tone and asked, "Do you need me to order some takeout for you?"

Before the divorce, she'd immediately prepare some medicinal soup if she saw him in pain. He wouldn't even have to ask.

Though Nadine didn't feel sorry for him now, her heart still softened. After all, Brad was a patient, and she was a caregiver. Nadine couldn't just stand by and watch a patient suffer.

Hearing Nadine's gentle inquiry, Brad seemed momentarily dazed. Before their divorce, the slightest furrow of his brow would send her into a frenzy of concern. She'd ask questions and worry about his stomach to no end.

But now, even though he was in obvious pain, she only casually asked if he needed some takeout.

It was clear that Nadine no longer cared about Brad. The man she truly cared about had to be Jack. After all, a substitute could never replace the original.

Seeing him so unsteady, Nadine quickly reached out to support him. Brad grasped her hand for support and fell back onto the couch.

Nadine noticed his pale face just then. She couldn't bring herself to scold him any further. "Fine, I'll order takeout for you. Just lie down and rest."

In this situation, Nadine simply couldn't ignore Brad's suffering. Even if he were a stranger, she wouldn't be able to turn a blind eye.

She walked back to the bed, picked up her phone, and opened the app to order takeout for him.

As Brad lay on the couch, he smiled faintly. A trace of amusement flickered in his eyes. She still cared a little bit about him after all, didn't she?