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.

saying, "You... You

of any sense of pain as he

hand on his wound

insert her hand into the freshly stitched wound and

Hurt me more!" Jarrod's eyes sparkled ominously as he smiled and said, "Babe, it's unfair if I'm the only one having

in sheer terror. Jarrod had lost his mind! The overpowering nt of blood made her feel

on Nicole,

me." His voice was laced with madness as he gently caressed Nicole's neck, his

his head down, capturing her lips in a fierce

sucking fiercely, with an intensity

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

and unyielding. Her head was forced back, her tongue numb from the intensity of his

Nicole with wild abandon,

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

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

mockery, saying, "Am I dreaming? I regret

Jarrod held Nicole as they both fell to the

injury worsened, bleeding

door burst open with a

blood-soaked floor, went pale with

of medical staff surged in, swiftly transferring

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

fever! There are

her feet slowly, blood

looked so fragile with a ghostly pale

was not indestructible. When it

in blood, with fury in his eyes. "If Mr. Schultz doesn't make it,

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

came 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

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