Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 65

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In the hospital room, Nicole breathed a sigh of relief when the doctor informed her that her father was no longer in imminent danger.

Although his own life was a mess, he put aside his worries to be at his father's bedside.

Every time she looked at her gray hair, Nicole hated herself even more.

His father was so old and yet he paid for his mistakes.

Nicole had really screwed up when she hired a guy to spite Jarrod.

But Jarrod was getting married in ten days. Why was he still playing with her? Did he want to keep her by his side as some kind of twisted love trophy even after they got married?

This thought made Nicole sick.

Falling madly in love with a trash like Jarrod was the biggest mistake he had ever made in his life.

When she heard the good news about her father, Nicole began to feel a wave of tiredness.

But then, a sudden chill ran down his spine. Before she knew it, she felt a hand grab her waist and pull her into a man's lap.

When he saw who it was, his eyes widened and his hair stood on end.

Jarrod's eyes narrowed as he saw the fear spreading through Nicole's eyes.

I was terrified. And, for some reason, he liked that a lot.

“Why are you here?” Nicole asked with a trembling voice.

Jarrod scoffed and let his fingers run over her face.

"Can't I be here, darling?"

In days gone by, Jarrod smiled at him in the most endearing way, like the sun breaking through the clouds. His face always seemed so warm and welcoming.

However, now he had a scar on his forehead and his hair stood up, unruly. The man sitting before her seemed colder and more sinister, as if he had evolved in the worst possible way.

The curve of his lips gave her a chill.

"Why hasn't your father woken up yet?" Jarrod asked, although he didn't seem really concerned about his father's well-being.

What do you want, Jarrod? Nicole asked cautiously.

Jarrod brushed his thumb over her lips and smiled.

"Other than sleeping with you, what else could I want?"

His words may have been flippant, but Nicole felt anything but embarrassed. She knew firsthand how much more shameless Jarrod could be behind closed doors, especially in bed.

With a stern expression, Nicole quietly reminded him, “Behave. "We are in a hospital."

Jarrod just raised an eyebrow, lust dancing in his eyes.

"AND?

And?"

«No, not here. My father is here. We can't..."

Nicole's eyes were red with tears. Instead of showing any sign of compassion for Nicole, Jarrod grabbed her even tighter.

"You!" Nicole took a deep breath and gave Jarrod a warning look.

Jarrod, who was still wearing that disturbing smile, grabbed Nicole even more and asked her sardonically, "What's wrong with you?"

Despite the pain, Nicole managed to stop herself from letting out a cry of pain.

He pulled himself together and pleaded with a trembling voice, "Please, Jarrod... Don't do this... Not in front of my father."

Her pleas only fell on Jarrod's deaf ears. He leaned toward her and whispered in her ear, “Why? Don't you like it?

Nicole's cheeks blushed. However, it was not from pleasure, but from humiliation for what they were doing in the presence of their father.

«Jarrod, how can you be so shameless? “Idiot,” he burst out.

He dared to do this to her even with his father here.

Nicole's words struck a chord, and Jarrod's expression changed in the blink of an eye. He withdrew his hand and pushed it aside.

The force of the push caused Nicole to fall to the ground.

Jarrod stood up and wiped his hands on a tissue. Then he looked at her and said in a contemptuous voice: “If you don't want to do it, fine. I'll go see your father when he wakes up. Oh, and one more thing..."

He suddenly pulled out his phone, as if to take a few photos of Nicole as she collapsed to the ground.

Nicole's face turned shockingly pale as she realized what he was up to.

"Don't do it!"

Jarrod pinched her chin and scoffed.

"Why not? I can show your father how his daughter pleases me. If he wants, you could be as famous as those stars.

«No, stop it! Don't you dare take pictures, Jarrod. Nicole jumped up and lunged at Jarrod to snatch the phone from him. However, Jarrod pushed her away without a second thought.

With a thud, Nicole hit the edge of the nightstand.

The impact sent jolts of pain through his body. It became a ball and its shape resembled that of a cooked shrimp.

The pain was sharp and intense. Unable to get up, Nicole leaned against the wall. Every breath was a struggle as he grimaced in agony.

Jarrod's eyes darkened for a second. He put his phone in his pocket and abandoned his plan to take photos. Soon enough, his icy demeanor returned.

«Why are you so nervous? One of my friends has noticed you.

"He says you're very attractive and he wants to have fun with you."

Nicole's eyes widened, and her face drained of color.

She had never imagined that Jarrod would capture her in such an embarrassing moment to share the spectacle with his friends.

Did that mean he'd done it before?

The thought that others might have seen her in this state made Nicole's stomach turn and she trembled uncontrollably. He felt as if his sanity was hanging by a thread.

"What…what exactly do you want?" he asked weakly, not knowing that he had fallen into Jarrod's trap again.

"How about you have some fun with my friend?" Jarrod replied nonchalantly, as if he were suggesting something as mundane as sharing a cup of coffee.

Nicole's head was spinning. Not only was he tormenting her himself, but he also wanted to pass it on to his friends. How could he be so cruel?

Nicole knew the “friends” Jarrod was referring to. These men were far from being kind like Mitchel and Luis.

Mitchel and Luis were not as unruly as Jarrod and generally did not take a liking to any woman who was with another man.

Nicole had had the misfortune of encountering one of those brutes when she went to see Jarrod.

That guy was strong enough to crush her with his bare hands.

Rude and degrading, that guy treated her like trash and even took advantage of her before she left.

The mere thought of him made Nicole's skin crawl. If Jarrod planned to offer her to such a beast, she preferred to face the reaper in person.

At that moment, Nicole gritted her teeth and blurted out, “Jarrod, you're getting married. Why can't you leave me alone?

“Because tormenting you is too entertaining,” Jarrod said, his voice dripping with chilling honesty, as if she were nothing more than a plaything.

Full of anger and desperation, Nicole lunged at him and scratched him with her nails.

«Jarrod, you bastard! I don't owe you anything.

"You have no right to do this to me."

Before she could hurt him, Jarrod easily subdued her. Then he touched his neck where her nails had grazed him.

Thinking that Jamie, his fiancée, must be angry with him if she saw the scratches Nicole had made on his neck, he glared at Nicole.

"What makes you think you don't owe me anything?" She pressed her foot into Nicole's hand and scoffed.

“Didn't you enjoy it when you made fun of me back then?”

Nicole winced at the intense pain in her hand and managed to say, “Jarrod, I went to look for you then, but they mugged me and left me unconscious on the road. When I woke up, you had left the country.

After watching Nicole suffer in pain for a while, Jarrod raised his foot and asked, "Miss Lawrence, do you think I'm stupid?"

When he had felt desperate and cornered, Nicole had been his last beacon of hope. He had promised to run away with him.

But what had he found instead?

In one video, Jarrod saw Nicole sitting calmly in an armchair and said with an amused smile: "That idiot is waiting for me at the port. How pathetic..."

Jarrod knew he was the idiot she was laughing at.

She had pushed him into the mud and smashed his face into the dirt.

When the memory faded, Jarrod grabbed the back of Nicole's head and said somberly, "There's a price to lying to me, Nicole."

And he bit her lips.

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