NovelsFreeChapter 866 Sometimes, Nadine genuinely couldn't understand Brad. How could someone so sharp in business be so utterly clueless when it cto relationships? Was he pretending to be clueless, or did his lack of emotional intelligence leave him blind? When Brad kept bringing Jack up, she had no choice but to yell out the real reason for their divorce. He had never been there for her when she needed him.
Every hope she placed in him had ended in bitter disappointment.
What was the point of continuing a marriage like that? Thus, she told him the truth.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"That's all I have to say, Brad. Whether you get it or not is none of my business. All I want is for us to part on good terms and for you to disappear from my life!" Her voice was barely audible by the tshe finished, soft enough to almost be lost in the wind.
However, he heard her loud and clear. His eyes were bloodshot with emotion as he stared at her. "How does this have nothing to do with Jack? Don't you love him? If Jack was still alive, you never would have married me, right?" "Jack" was a nthat was like a thorn lodged deep in Brad's heart, and the pain was unbearable every the thought about it.
Nadine had already walked past him, heading to pick Sean up. Yet, after his words fell, she slowly turned around and looked at him with a sorrowful expression. "You're right. If he was still alive, I would never have married you!" With that, she turned and left without a backward glance.
Her face was buried in her hands as she cried and ran off. At that moment, she lacked the courage to face her son, so she fled to a quiet place to gather herself. Brad stood rooted to the spot, his hands clenched into fists as he watched the woman's figure disappear into the distance. He then struck the maple tree beside him.
The tree trembled, and its branches swayed, much like the state of his heart-rattled and uneasy.
This was the first the had confronted Nadine about Jack. But he hadn't expected her to react so strongly. It was clear just how much Jack meant to her.
Staring at the blood seeping from his knuckles, his gaze grew cold.
That night, Brad sat in his study for several hours. The ashtray beside him overflowed with cigarette butts, piled so high it could hold no more.
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He was waiting for Cameron to give him an answer. He bad doneo m swer. He something
despicable, after all. It was something of immense importance to him. At the crack of dawn, his phone finally rang.
As soon as Brad heard the phone ring, he hurriedly picked it up, his hand trembling as he pressed the answer button. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "How'd it go?"
Cameron, on the other end of the line, was out of breath, his words coming in bursts. "The... DNA test results... are out!"
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