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.

saying,

any sense of pain as he forcefully pressed

hand on his wound

hand into the freshly stitched wound and extract the

your hatred flow. Hurt me more!" Jarrod's eyes sparkled ominously as he smiled

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

gaze was pinned on Nicole, yet it seemed

was laced with madness as he gently

lips in a fierce kiss,

force, sucking fiercely, with an intensity surpassing

their lips made him shiver, igniting every inch of his

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

with wild abandon,

she was about to pass out, Jarrod released

feverish heat radiating from his body. His lips against

a mix of hoarseness and mockery, saying, "Am I dreaming? I regret doing those

they

already severe injury worsened, bleeding

burst open with a

seeing the blood-soaked floor, went

surged in, swiftly transferring Jarrod onto a stretcher for

attached the heart monitor, Jarrod's heartbeat faltered,

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

feet slowly,

so fragile with a

was not indestructible. When it came down to life or death, they were all on the same

Nicole by her collar, glaring at her, drenched in blood, with fury in his eyes. "If Mr. Schultz doesn't make it, I'll ensure you follow him to the

and said, "Alec, it wasn't my fault.

a stark 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 proved one thing. Nicole bore no