Chapter 815

As soon as Brad's lips left Nadine's, her lips throbbed with pain. Her swollen lower lip, in particular, stung sharply, as though it had been bitten hard enough to break skin. What the hell was this man thinking? Did he think she was some kind of pushover? Her eyes, brimming with tears, locked onto his towering figure, frustration and disbelief written all over her face. Who did he think he was? They were divorced, and they'd agreed to stay out of each other's lives. So, why the hell did he barge back in and force himself on her? Her body trembled with rage as she dwelled on that train of thought. Without a second thought, she raised her hand and slapped him across his chiseled face. "Brad Hamilton, you son of a bitch,. You're so shameless! I'm your ex-wife! How many times do I need to remind you that we're divorced? "For the love of God, get a grip! Use that brain of yours—assuming it hasn't been completely trampled by a mule—and think for a second! We're done. There's nothing l