Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

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, "You... You

any sense

hand on his wound

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

ominously as he smiled and said, "Babe, it's unfair

terror. Jarrod had lost his mind! The

was pinned on Nicole, yet

madness as he gently caressed Nicole's neck, his other arm encircling

brought his head down, capturing her lips in a

force, sucking fiercely,

mingling of their lips made him shiver, igniting every inch of

Yet, Jarrod's strength was overwhelming and unyielding. Her head was forced back, her tongue numb from the intensity

Nicole with wild abandon, rampant

like she was about to pass out, Jarrod released her lips and nestled his head on

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

saying, "Am I dreaming? I regret doing those things. Please, Nicole, don't despise

held Nicole as they both fell

already severe injury worsened,

open with a

blood-soaked floor, went pale

surged in, swiftly

they attached the heart monitor, Jarrod's heartbeat faltered,

said, "High fever! There are signs of decreasing heart rate and pulse,

rose to her feet slowly, blood

the hospital bed, Jarrod looked so fragile with a ghostly pale face, casting an unreal aura

only thought crossing Nicole's mind was Jarrod was not indestructible. When it came down to life or death,

collar, glaring at her, drenched in blood, with fury in his eyes. "If Mr. Schultz doesn't make it,

She grabbed Alec's arm, shaking, and said, "Alec, it wasn't my fault. I didn't do it. It was his

contrast to the pity he felt for Nicole five years ago. To him, Jarrod was beyond compare. Ever since Nicole came back, their confrontations had