Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Jean's face contorted when she realized her place in Brad's heart was in jeopardy. How could this be happening? Why was that wretched Nadine still alive?

Jean suppressed her deep-seated resentment as Gigi's sobs came through the line. In a soft, comforting tone, she said, "Crying won't solve anything, Gigi. You need to figure something out.

"I can't get through to your brother at the moment, but... why don't you ask Nadine for help? Right now, she's the apple of your brother's eye. He'll definitely hang on to every word she says. Why don't you give it a shot?"

Even though those were the words that rolled off her tongue, Jean's heart was filled with nothing but bitterness.

Anyone with half a brain could see that the only reason Brad was being so harsh on Gigi, to the point of disregarding their sibling bond, was because he wanted to settle the score on behalf of that despicable woman, Nadine.

He wasn't like this in the past. All the tenderness and care he once reserved just for Jean were now being showered on another woman. How could she not be consumed with hatred?

Thus, although she was fully aware that Nadine would never help Gigi, she deliberately suggested it, hoping to drive a deeper wedge between the two of them. Jean was basically pitting them against each other.

Gigi was a powder keg waiting to explode at the drop of a hat. Jean figured it'd be a great idea to use her to confront Nadine.

After listening to her suggestion, Gigi was seething with anger. "Jean, you can't be serious! I can't believe you want me to ask that bitch for help! You know how much I loathe that woman, so why would you come up with such a ridiculous idea? I'll do anything, but I won't stoop that low!"noveldrama

What on earth was Jean thinking? Gigi would rather die than ask Nadine for help.

Jean wasn't surprised that Gigi refused to ask Nadine for help, so she kept her cool and waited until she finished ranting before adding, "Gigi, you need to understand that times have changed. Nadine is far more important to your brother now than I am. If you really want to get out of there, you'll have to go to her.

"Your brother's ignoring me. He's not answering my calls, and he hasn't come to see me at the hospital. What could a sickly person like me possibly do? I'm only telling you this because we're close. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't have even bothered to bring it up.

"You want me to come up with a plan, and I did. This is the best idea I can think of: If you're not willing to do it, there's nothing more I can do for you Gigi, you're not a child anymore, so you can't keep acting like a spoiled child."

Jean continued after a dramatic pause, "Sometimes, when you're backed into a corner, you have no choice but to bend a little. Do you get what I'm saying?"

Jean was only putting up with this brat because she was still useful. She'd practically talked herself hoarse, yet the idiot still wouldn't budge. What a pain Gigi was!

Jean was ready to throw in the towel when Gigi finally relented. "I get it, Jean. You're right. I'll call my mom and have her figure something out."

After hanging up, Gigi pondered for a moment before calling Evelyn.

Even though it was late at night and her phone was set to silent, Evelyn's composure still faltered for a moment when she noticed her daughter's name flashing on the screen.

She glanced at Daniel, who was sitting on the couch nearby, engrossed in his paperwork. She then declined the call and decided to send Gigi a message instead.

Evelyn: "What's wrong? It's the middle of the night, and your dad is right here with me!"