Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

A Moment Of Panic Nicole curled up and covered her head with both hands to protect herself from the crowd's kicks and
punches.
The crowd hit her everywhere.
At this moment, she already had bruises all over her body.
Suddenly, someone pulled Nicole's hair and pushed her hard to the floor.
She struggled, but she could not get up.
Her mouth was full of fresh rust smell, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
The pain was too much for her to bear.
She felt like she was about to lose consciousness.
However, those people didn't care.
They were like bloodthirsty beasts that had gotten even more excited when they saw blood.
They hit her more fiercely, even though she was already motionless.
Nicole curled up on the floor and gritted her teeth, holding back the tears that were about to fall.
She was reminded of the incident the other day at the party.
At that time, she mocked someone for being an arrogant mistress.
But right now, she was the mistress being laughed at and beaten by everyone.
And she was the worst of that kind.
So, it was not surprising that they all despised and looked down upon her.
She couldn't get rid of Jarrod, so she had no choice but to suffer all the humiliations he brought to her.
For amoment, she wished to die.

If she was dead, she would never experience being tortured anymore.
Perhaps she would be happier in the netherworld than in this world.
At this moment, someone pulled her arms away from her head, exposing her face to the light.
Then, everyone aimed their phones at her and started taking photos and videos of her bruised body.
Finally, Nicole saw the hateful eyes of those people.
She spotted Jamie standing behind the crowd, waving a room card in her hand.
Her face instantly drained of color, and her heart seemed to have fallen into the depths of an ice cave.
Everything was clear to her now.
It must be Jarrod who gave Jamie the room card to let the latter vent her anger.
This was his way of humiliating her.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang.
It turned out that someone threw a vase at Nicole.
It hit the wall and shattered on the floor.
Some fragments splashed on Nicole, instantly scratching her beautiful face, neck, shoulders, and back.
Blood seeped out from her wounds.
The scene was so shocking that everyone was stunned.
They all fixed their eyes on the person who smashed the vase.
The woman was also shocked.

like hell. Suddenly, someone shouted, "Fuck off!” Then, that person pushed the woman who smashed the vase and asked, "Do you want to kill her?” At this moment, the crowd

in a daze and saw his deep eyes and pursed lips. Half of her face was covered with blood, but she still forced a smile. However, it only pulled the torn wounds on her face, making her grimace in pain. But she didn't mind it. She said word by word with difficulty, "Jarrod, why are you doing this to me?" Nicole had never done anything wrong to Jarrod. But why was he treating her hke this? He was too cruel. The sharp pain all over her body exhausted the last bit of her consciousness. Nicole was so tired that she closed her eyes and collapsed. Fortunately, Jarrod caught her in his arms in time. The room was filled with a strong smell of blood, and her entire body was also soaked in blood. In an instant, the bright red color dyed his suit. Jarrod's back, which had never been bent, suddenly felt weak. It was as if his hands were weighed down by a thousand pounds, making him unable to

this has nothing to do with me. I didn't know they would do this. I'm so scared..." Jarrod snarled, "Get out of my way!" Jamie's face turned

back was covered by countless wounds. Even the doctor, who was also a woman, couldn't help feeling sorry for her. The worst thing was that the cut on her face was from her cheekbone to her temple. Even if the wound healed, it would still leave a scar. Finally, the anesthetic was slowly taking effect. Nicole was in a trance. And in her semi-consciousness, she seemed to travel back to that midsummer.

her entire face was covered with

Jarrod looked at Nicole's bandaged face and asked the doctor, “Will there be any scars on her face?" When the female doctor heard his question, she looked at him disdainfully. Sure enough, men only cared about women’s appearance.