Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Jean was an old hand at this game. She could see right through Jessie’s intentions. Although Jessie 

seemed to be concerned about her health, her eyes kept darting around, and she constantly brought up 

Brad It was clear she wasn’t there to see her but Brad, 

Jean had been back in the country for over a month, yet Jessie claimed that she had only just heard about Jean’s illness. What a joke! 

Jean’s blunt words made Jessie feel awkward. Yet she still smiled and tried to act close to Jean. Holding 

her hand, she said. “How can you say that, Jeanie? Cant I come to see you without a purpose? 

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against me.” 

Jessie needed Jean’s help, so she kept a smile on her face despite Jean’s cold demeanor. Tired of the charade, dean pulled her hand back impatiently and stared coldly at Jessie. 

“Aunt Jessie, I’ve told you already. If you have something to say, say it. If not, you can leave. 

“If you’re so busy that you couldn’t find time to visit me for over a month, there’s no need to make a special trip now. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for delaying any of your important matters.” 

Jean had already seen through Jessie’s hypocrisy and found her insincerity unbearable. Despite Jean’s cold reception, Jessie remained unfazed. She took Jean’s hand again while reminiscing about Jean’s childhood. 

“You’ve always been so understanding and considerate. I just love kids like you. Not just me, but your grandparents also adore you. They doted on you so much when you were little, didn’t they?” 

Mentioning her grandparents made Jean’s expression darken even more. 

“Aunt Jessie, do you not understand plain language? I said I’m a patient. I’m tired, and I need to rest. Quit the small talk and get to the point, then leave me alone, okay?” 

Since Jean was already being so clear, Jessie realized she was losing patience. Afraid of provoking her further, Jessie decided to cut to the chase. 

“It’s like this. My son, Harry, went to a hotel with a lady recently. That bitch clearly seduced him, but now she’s accusing him of rape. 

“Harry’s been locked up. Jean, have a heart. Could you talk to Brad and get him released?” 

Jean snapped at those words. She pointed at Jessie’s nose and shouted, “Get out! Get out right now!! don’t want to see you! Keep your family’s mess away from me!” 

Noticing that Jean was unwilling to help, Jessie dropped her smile and started scolding Jean, “Jean, he’s your cousin! How does it benefit you if he goes to jail? 

“Remember, you and Harry are cousins. You come from similar bloodlines. You have to help, whether you want to or not. If you don’t, I’ll come to the hospital every day to bother you until you do.” 

Jean was exasperated by Jessie’s shamelessness. 

Shaking with anger, she replied, “Now you remember me? Where were you all when I was struggling? 

“When I was abroad, you all called incessantly. But when you heard that I came back sick, did any of you actually care? Even if I could help, I wouldn’t! 

“Why should someone else bear the consequences of your son’s actions? If you don’t know what to do, here’s a tip: money! Pay the lady enough, and she’ll drop the charges. Got it?” 

When she had returned to the country for treatment, not a single relative had come to see her. But now, needing her connections, they suddenly came to visit her. Did they think she was that easy to manipulate? 

Infuriated by Jean’s words, Jessie spat out a string of curses while glaring at Jean. Before storming out. she grabbed the fruit basket from the bedside table. 

As she left, she hurled one last threat. “Jean, you’ll regret it if you don’t help! Just wait and see!”