Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 203

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The piranhas, who were about to pounce on Nicole, found themselves momentarily startled by the towering waves caused by Jarrod.

Nicole's wounded leg was still bleeding, and the smell of blood seemed like a sumptuous feast to them.

Suddenly, the piranhas showed their sharp teeth and charged towards Nicole ferociously.

Jarrod hit the surface of the river hard and screamed at the top of his lungs to get the piranhas' attention.

However, with Nicole bleeding and immobile, it became an even more irresistible temptation.

Three fish jumped into the air and showed their sharp fangs.

Bang! A resounding noise echoed.

The yacht's bodyguard raised a harpoon and fired a shot not far from those fish. Startled, the piranhas failed to bite Nicole.

But it was only a fleeting solution. The bodyguards couldn't afford to shoot recklessly, as hitting someone would probably cost them their lives.

The piranhas only calmed down for a brief moment and then prepared to return.

With veins bulging on his forehead, Jarrod pulled a sharp dagger from his belt.

It was a habit he had acquired abroad. He always carried a hidden, custom-made dagger to defend himself.

With clenched teeth, Jarrod slashed quickly.

Whistle! The sound of the blade cutting through the flesh could be clearly heard.

Jarrod cut himself on his own arm. However, he felt that one injury was not enough. So he raised his hand determinedly, ready to make another incision!

A squirt! He fiercely stabbed the blade into his own thigh!

He looked fierce and determined, as if he were stabbing not himself, but the enemy who had taken his parents from him.

The wound was deep and long, causing the blood to flow even faster.

Suddenly, the dark surface of the river was adorned with drifting bright red flowers, looking like eerie dahlias.

Jarrod gritted his teeth and continuously punched the surface of the water. He used his remaining energy to attract the attention of the piranhas.

As expected, the piranhas were no longer fixed on Nicole. A stronger, more tempting smell had driven them away.

As Nicole continued to drift with the waves, Jarrod took the opportunity to swim towards her.

On the cruise ship, Jamie's eyes were full of malice.

By no means. I couldn't let that bitch live.

With that, he turned to the bodyguard and ordered, “Fire!”

The bodyguard was surprised and explained urgently: “Miss Powell, the visibility of the river is poor. If we shoot aimlessly, we could hurt someone…”

«Do what I tell you! Right now, our top priority is ensuring Jarrod's safety. As for that woman, if she doesn't do it, then how unfortunate she was. She deserved it anyway."

With a trembling hand, the bodyguard tried to aim several times, but could not find a steady target. Anxiety overwhelmed him.

"Get lost, you fucking idiot!" Jamie grabbed the fish spear and aimed it at Nicole who was floating in the river. Then, he fired without hesitation.

Bang! He missed his first shot!

Jamie lined up his shot once more…

On the surface of the river, Jarrod's pupils suddenly contracted. He was only five meters from Nicole. Thinking it was the bodyguard who was about to shoot again, he gritted his teeth and cursed, “Idiot!”

Finally, he grabbed Nicole's arm and shielded her in front of him.

The shot scared away the piranhas.

Nicole remained calm. When Jarrod held out his hand, he couldn't detect any sign of breathing on it.

"Nicole!" he shouted.

Nicole still didn't respond.

Jarrod's lips, wet with seawater, gently approached hers and he tried mouth-to-mouth breathing.

After several attempts, Nicole still showed no signs of life.

Jarrod refused to give up. Again and again, he gently parted her lips and tried to breathe life into her.

At last…

Nicole spit out water and stared at the blurry figure in front of her.

"Jarrod, have I died or have you died too?"

Jarrod was speechless.

Before he could respond, Nicole burst into tears.

The river, covered in mist, made him feel as if he had entered the underworld. Even his conscience was confused.

Jarrod, why don't you let me go, even after I die? I don't want to see you. I hate you with all my soul. I am seriously ill, and yet you throw me into the river to feed the fish. I just want to spend more time with my parents. Are you going to deprive me of that?

Nicole leaned weakly on Jarrod's chest like an abandoned puppy after a rain. He looked fragile and pitiful.

At that moment, Jarrod felt a crushing weight on his chest that took his breath away.

Following his complaints, an inexhaustible well of bitterness arose.

With a heavy nasal tone, Nicole uttered, “Jarrod, I despise you so much! You are evil. Slag! Idiot! "You deserve to die."

Nicole's mind was in a mess, she still thought he had died. Without Jarrod in the picture, his parents might have a shot at a stable life.

With this in mind, death didn't seem so bad. At least she had dragged that demon with her.

Hearing these words, Jarrod froze for a moment.

“What the hell are you talking about, Nicole?”

«I'm saying you deserved to die! Your death is a blessing! Even the frogs would croak with joy at your death.

Suddenly, Jarrod's handsome face returned to its usual cold and stern attitude.

Maybe I shouldn't have expected much from this woman.

As Nicole expressed her hatred towards Jarrod, her spirits seemed to begin to lift.

«It seems that God has heard my prayers and has decided to take you down with me. Ha ha ha".

Just then, Jarrod's cold lips met hers, silencing her.

Nicole was stunned.

His lips were cold, but his breath was warm.

Warm… Jarrod was still alive!

When Jarrod kissed her soft lips, he felt as if the sweetness of her lips seemed to rejuvenate him in an instant.

Nicole was even more certain that neither she nor Jarrod had died.

Satisfaction and fulfillment welled up in Jarrod, making his eyes darken. He dared to go further and parted his lips.

Nicole's body tensed. But the next second, he bit Jarrod's tongue.

Jarrod was momentarily stunned, and Nicole took this opportunity to turn her face away.

Applause! Then, without a second thought, Nicole slapped Jarrod across the face.

There was blood at the corner of Jarrod's mouth. But it wasn't from his slap, but from his bite.

A look of disdain flickered in his eyes. Nicole gritted her teeth in disgust and growled, “Jarrod, why aren't you dead yet?”

Jarrod had plunged the entire Lawrence family into hell. Nicole hated him to the core.

In an instant, Jarrod's cold and handsome face darkened.

Nicole then looked at the immense river before directing her gaze to Jarrod's arm that was wrapped tightly around her. After thinking about it for a moment, she asked incredulously: "Jarrod, are you... jumping to save me?"

His face remained stoic, unashamed of being exposed.

As Nicole stared at him, a mocking smile formed on her lips.

«How ridiculous. Jarrod, you are truly amazing.

He had pushed her into the water and then gone down to rescue her!

Instead of showing gratitude, Nicole ridiculed him. Jarrod's expression turned grim.

Jarrod grabbed her chin and his expression turned dark and menacing.

“Nicole, since you seem to have forgotten, let me remind you. Your destiny, whether you live or die, is solely in my hands. I haven't had enough fun yet. Do you want a quick and painless death? No way".

Each of Jarrod's words cut like an icy, poisonous blade, and brimmed with malice.

However, Nicole felt no fear.

It was him. Jarrod's true self. The man who looked like a demon.

At this moment, Nicole looked at his cold and ruthless face, and a sense of tiredness flashed in her eyes.

"Someday you'll regret not letting me die!"

Only she knew the degree of hatred behind her words.

Jarrod licked his cheek and savored the bloody taste his bite had left behind. For some reason, it awakened a strange excitement in him.

«Oh, yes? I will wait patiently for that day to come.

They had lowered the yacht's lifeboat and the bodyguards were approaching to save them.

The bodyguards almost caught up with them.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters…

Just as Jarrod was beginning to feel relieved, another loud explosion pierced the air.

The fish spear streaked across the sky, like a shooting star or a meteorite.

Then, it rushed towards them with destructive force.

In the blink of an eye, Jarrod made a decision in a split second.

With both hands, he pushed Nicole hard.

Boom! The next second, the spear stabbed into his body.

The river was filled with the aroma of blood and the acrid taste of smoke.

Screams of terror echoed on the yacht.

"Mr. Schultz!

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