Chapter 87

Even though Nadine knew Brad didn't love her, she stubbornly stayed by his side. All just because of that fleeting, illusory hope. Was it worth it? Unconsciously, she reached for her chest. Nadine pulled out the pocket watch hanging around her neck and gripped it tightly in her palm. "I can't hold on much longer. What should I do?" The only response was the silence around her. … Brad left the hospital in a foul mood. He then dragged Sammy and Alex out for drinks. Sammy, a notorious playboy, had his arms around two young, attractive, and sexy women. "Why the long face, Brad? You're scaring my beauties. Put away that hideous face of yours." Sammy couldn't stand Brad's righteous facade. What a 'righteous' man he certainly was. When Jean flirted with him, why didn't he refuse? Yet, in places like this, he claimed he had a family and couldn't misbehave. Nonsense! The guy was just pretending. Brad's face grew even darker, and his sharp gaze fixed on Sammy. "I'll give you one cha