Chapter 418 Don't Hate Me

Hearing Jarrod's words, Nicole clenched her jaw in frustration, her voice laced with venom, saying, "If you think I won't retaliate, then keep provoking me!"

Jarrod's amusement at her defiance was evident. Holding Nicole closer, he chuckled and said, "Babe, feel free to retaliate as you please."

Chills ran down Nicole's spine. Jarrod's madness was evident! Nicole was left speechless.

"You beast!" Nicole's arm tensed as she clenched her teeth and cursed.

Yet, Jarrod seemed unaffected, his tone deepening, and said, "I'm flattered."

After a moment, Nicole's hands were finally freed. Her palms felt scorched.

Tremors ran through Nicole, fingers numb, her lips pale from pressure. Instinctively, she poked at his injury.

Jarrod hissed instantly. The erotic tension, which had just peaked, had yet to dissipate. The poke elicited a sensation that was both painful and pleasurable for him.

"Jarrod, you're repulsive!"

Jarrod simply smirked, his voice low and husky, saying, "The price of poking

me."

Anger blazed in Nicole's eyes as she attempted to slap him, but Jarrod seized her hand tightly, guiding it toward his wound.

He pressed her hand, repeatedly pushing it inwards. A cold and impassive expression settled over his handsome features.

"Does this satisfy you?" His tone remained eerily calm, yet beneath the surface lurked a madness, destructive and suffocating.

Jarrod's wound reopened, and Nicole's hand now was covered in his blood.

gasped for breath, saying,

any sense of pain as he

hand on his wound

though he intended to insert her hand into the freshly stitched wound

ominously as he smiled and said, "Babe,

in sheer terror. Jarrod had lost his mind! The

pinned on Nicole, yet

your heart should beat only for me." His voice was laced with madness as he gently caressed Nicole's neck, his other arm

his head down, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss, more intense

force, sucking fiercely, with an

their lips made him shiver, igniting every inch of his

back with all her might. Yet, Jarrod's strength was overwhelming and unyielding. Her head was forced back,

with wild

pass out, Jarrod released her

from his body. His lips against her neck felt icy cold, making

and mockery, saying, "Am I dreaming? I regret doing those things.

they both

severe injury worsened,

open with a

upon seeing the blood-soaked floor, went pale

flurry of medical staff surged in, swiftly transferring

heart monitor, Jarrod's heartbeat

There are signs of decreasing heart rate and pulse, prepare for

feet slowly, blood staining

Jarrod looked so fragile with a ghostly pale face, casting an unreal

was not indestructible. When it came down to life

his eyes. "If Mr. Schultz doesn't make it, I'll ensure you follow him

said, "Alec, it

back, their confrontations had proved one thing. Nicole bore no affection for Jarrod. All she harbored were plans to end Jarrod's life. Yet, Jarrod had explicitly ordered that she

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