Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 179

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In the room, Nicole stared at the blood she had coughed up into the trash can. Its red hue was stark and disturbing.

Not long ago, a doctor had diagnosed him with a serious gastric ulcer and warned him of the possibility of it turning into stomach cancer if it was not treated in time.

Lately, he was frequently drinking with his potential clients.

Nicole had become known as someone who could handle an impressive amount of alcohol.

It's not like he never got drunk, though. The truth was that he often retreated to the bathroom to vomit and stay sober.

Otherwise, she seemed vulnerable when she was alone.

The routine of forced vomiting and enduring acid reflux had inflicted significant damage on his stomach.

The doctor recommended that he undergo a new examination tomorrow. He must admit that he was terrified of the outcome.

What if I had stomach cancer?

She was an only child and her parents were not in good condition.

If they found out that she was sick, it could be a hard blow for them.

Nicole put these worries aside. He tidied up the trash can, hid its contents with used paper and masked the smell with an air freshener.

He then prepared several dishes and waited for Jarrod to return.

Knowing that Jarrod usually came home late, he took a while to cook. Almost immediately after sending him a message, you received his response that he would be home in ten minutes.

"At home?" Nicole thought. The word echoed in his mind as he read the message.

Is Jarrod home with her?

This was nothing more than a place to get laid.

Today, at the mall, Raegan seemed to want to say something, but stopped after thinking twice. Nicole assumed Raegan must be worried about her after seeing her bruises and scars.

To calm Raegan's concern, Nicole assured her that Jarrod was easily fooled by her and there was nothing to worry about.

Honestly, even Nicole didn't believe her own words.

She resented Jarrod. If it weren't for him, the Lawrence family business would not have suffered, saving her the obligation to drink with customers. After all, that was the cause of his illness.

But ever since she confessed her love, Jarrod's behavior had surprised her a little.

Although he was still intense in bed, he rarely degraded her now.

There were times when they interacted like any normal couple, and from time to time there were heartwarming moments, like today.

Had Jarrod changed forever?

Nicole didn't like having so many expectations. Even if he had changed, she couldn't forget Jamie's presence.

The only thing Nicole had always wanted was a simple and happy life. That was it.

While Nicole was deep in thought, the door burst open. Jarrod was back.

His face lit up with joy when he saw Jarrod.

At this moment, she approached him with a radiant smile and greeted: "You're back."

On the contrary, Jarrod was standing at the door and looking at her with cold eyes.

Nicole was about to take his coat when she suddenly felt something was wrong.

"You're quite an actress, right?" Jarrod uttered with disdain.

"That? Nicole froze. Before she could react, his eyes locked onto her with chilling intensity.

Jarrod smirked.

“Wear something sexy and go out with me.”

Nicole was shocked. Confused by what Jarrod was saying, she stammered, "But you haven't eaten what I made..."

Before she could finish, Jarrod walked past her, approached the table, and waved his hand.

Crash! Jarred pulled the tablecloth and overturned the table with a sinister smile on his face.

"I'm fed up."

Although Nicole wasn't the smartest of the group, she could sense that something was wrong. He looked at the mess on the floor and asked with forced calm, "Jarrod, what's wrong?"

Without looking at Nicole, Jarrod pulled an item of clothing from the closet and tossed it in her direction.

"Put this on," he ordered.

Nicole looked at the garment in shock.

Jarrod had bought it to wear to bed. How was I going to wear it in public?

«What are you waiting for? Change,” Jarrod ordered, his voice cold and authoritative.

"Or should I call your mother to help you?"

His words sent shivers down his spine.

“I…I'll change,” Nicole whispered with trembling lips.

He put on his clothes in front of Jarrod and put on a coat.

Jarrod looked at her with disdain and pushed the door open.

Nicole, however, stayed behind.

When he turned around, he saw Nicole squatting on the porch with beads of sweat forming on her forehead. It hurt again.

She had waited for him to return without eating anything, which had caused a painful stomach ache.

Crouched down and panting hard, Nicole pleaded, “Jarrod, could we go out tomorrow? My stomach hurts..."

Jarrod looked at her pitilessly, thinking she was faking it.

His performance seemed convincing.

What a fool he was to feel sorry for her.

Would I fall for his tricks again?

Jarrod narrowed his eyes at her and said coldly, "If you don't want to go out, maybe I should ask your mother if she's free to come with me."

As soon as he said these words, he picked up his phone to make the call.

“I…I'll go,” Nicole said, struggling to suppress her discomfort.

Jarrod looked at her with utter contempt.

Although she was feeling unwell, Nicole got into Jarrod's car. He drove to the club at full speed. As soon as Nicole got out of the car, she couldn't contain herself any longer and vomited.

The acid reflux caused him intense pain. Nicole wiped her mouth with a wet tissue and was surprised to find that she had vomited blood again.

When the pain somewhat subsided, Nicole straightened up and found that Jarrod had already walked into the club without even looking at her.

Nicole hurriedly followed Jarrod. But when Jarrod saw her enter, he continued to close the door.

The sudden movement of the elevator almost made Nicole vomit blood again.

Jarrod's eyes had a mocking gleam as he stared at her.

Nicole felt a stab of pain in her heart. I wanted to know why he acted like that. Your relationship was improving, right? How could his behavior suddenly change?

After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked, “Jarrod, what's wrong with you? If you have something on your mind, can't you talk about it with me?

The elevator doors opened and Jarrod stepped out. But just as he was about to enter a chamber, he stopped.

“Nicole, do you really think you can fool me again?”

"I don't…"

With a teasing smile playing on his lips, Jarrod played a video in front of Nicole. The conversation between Nicole and Raegan was audible.

Suddenly, Nicole's face drained of color.

«Jarrod, you have got it all wrong. What I wanted to say was..."

Before she could finish, Jarrod grabbed her by the neck and pinned her against the wall.

«I don't want to hear your lies. "Do what I tell you."

Nicole, panting, turned purple and was unable to say a word.

This video was taken out of context. He had referred to a memory from school, a time when Jarrod was innocent and gullible. She used to make up stories about boys sending her love letters, only to see Jarrod get jealous and ignore her.

At that time, Jarrod was naive and easily fooled.

Nicole hadn't meant that Jarrod was still easy to fool.

He just thought he might have kept some of his old features.

Seeing that she was having trouble breathing, Jarrod let her go.

Nicole collapsed to the floor, gasping.

Jarrod glared at her.

«I have given you a few days of peace. Have you forgotten what it is to be tormented?

Nicole looked at him desperately and hurriedly explained, “It's not what you think, Jarrod. I was just..."

Jarrod sneered and arrogantly used the toe of his shiny leather shoe to lift Nicole's chin, an act that was completely demeaning.

"Seeing your hypocritical face makes me sick," he said with absolute disdain.

Nicole's lips trembled, but no words came out. She knew that arguing with him was useless.

No matter what she said, Jarrod wouldn't believe her.

With this thought in mind, he prepared himself for the impending test.

"Get up," Jarrod ordered.

Nicole forced herself to stand.

In Jarrod's eyes, every move she made was to deceive him.

Jarrod looked at Nicole with revulsion, pushed open the door, and entered the room.

Inside, several middle-aged men stood to greet Jarrod.

Jarrod nodded and sat down.

They were CEOs of their respective companies. Although they were older than Jarrod, they were aware that Jarrod was more powerful and influential than them.

Recently, they were eager to collaborate with Jarrod on a lucrative project. However, they had not yet agreed on the conditions, as Jarrod's proposed price was excessively low.

Jarrod's cunning used to annoy people. But they had no choice but to engage in conversations with him.

During the meeting, Deniz noticed Nicole standing at the door. He turned to Jarrod and asked gently, "Jarrod, is she your girlfriend?"

“Deniz, your eyesight must be failing you,” Jarrod replied disdainfully.

«She's not my type. It's here to entertain you."

The implication was clear to everyone. She was nothing more than a whore.

Despite the warmth of the room, Nicole felt a chill.

It was then that he realized Jarrod's intentions.

The brief feeling of warmth he had felt earlier that day was shattered by his words.

A bitter smile crossed Nicole's face. She had gotten her hopes up, thinking that Jarrod had softened by getting along with her.

He had never bothered to listen to her side of the story, not even a single word.

In Jarrod's eyes, Nicole's pain was nothing more than an act.

At that moment, his dark and foreboding gaze fell on her, and he demanded: "Aren't you going to start undressing?"

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