Chapter 581

Jean despised Nadine so much that she wished every imaginable curse upon her. Little did she know that Brad was standing beyond her hospital room door at that moment. All the insults she hurled at Nadine landed squarely in his ears. Brad, who was usually calm and collected, finally snapped. He kicked the door open and marched straight toward the bed where Jean lay. Jean hadn't even had a chance to wipe the twisted expression off her face when she suddenly locked eyes with Brad, who had abruptly barged in. Startled, she bolted upright in bed, her face as pale as a sheet. As soon as she looked at him—radiating hostility—she lost all her composure. Her eyes were wide, filled with nothing but panic. Fear gripped her when she met Brad's blazing gaze. She scrambled out of the hospital bed and stood barefoot on the cold, hard tiles. She looked up at him in sheer terror, her lips quivering as she struggled to find her voice. She hadn't expected him to burst in like that. She was so scar