Chapter 247

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At this moment, Jarrod's eyes were full of coldness and cruelty. Jamie was so scared that she couldn't help but shake all over. Jarrod wasn't usually hard on her.

He had done the same thing on the yacht before. He threw her without hesitation and she fell to the ground. This was all because of Nicole, that bitch.

Jamie noticed that Jarrod was changing. He no longer treated her like a treasure like before.

"Jarrod, no... You don't love me anymore?"

As he spoke, tears welled in Jamie's eyes. But she tried her best to hold back her sobs, making her look aggrieved and pitiful.

Nicole hadn't woken up yet and Jarrod was already getting irritable. He said in a voice tinged with impatience: "That's not true."

«Isn't it true? But you just were very hard on me! Jamie snorted and screamed.

"I'm mad at you!"

She had to show Jarrod that she wasn't a pushover. After all, she knew he liked her to be rebellious. He hated the weak.

Jamie knew that Jarrod liked women who occasionally showed weakness and stubbornness.

Sure enough, Jarrod's tone softened a little. He said, "That's enough. You haven't fully recovered yet. Go back and rest first.”

But Jamie wasn't amused. Instead, he became even angrier. Was he trying to convince her? Or was he scaring her away?

Jamie gritted her teeth and said hatefully, “Jarrod, are you going to let go of the fact that Nicole hurt me? She was determined to kill me.

"And what he did to me still gives me nightmares every night."

"She's already been punished," Jarrod said nonchalantly.

For a moment, Jamie felt like she was about to lose control of her emotions.

His face contorted with rage. Had Nicole already been punished? What did he mean? Nicole was still alive. They hadn't punished her enough.

Jarrod even felt sorry for Nicole because Nicole had lost her son. Could it be that he was Jarrod's son?

Thinking of this, Jamie clenched his fists tightly. Nicole was a slut!

Jarrod noticed that Jamie kept his head down and looked sad.

He rubbed his temples and shook his head wearily. «I know you are upset. “I’ll ask Alec to take you to pick another riverside villa tomorrow.”

With this, Jamie now had three villas and five large apartments to his name.

Jarrod was always generous to Jamie. He never worried about those things and gave them as he pleased.

He once promised that he would transfer eight percent of his company's shares to Jamie after their wedding.

It was a considerable amount of money.

The expression on Jamie's face softened a little. He realized that although he hated Nicole to the core, he couldn't kill her immediately.

Suddenly something occurred to Jamie. He pouted and said, “But Jarrod, why did you send someone to investigate my brother? Don't you know you're making me look bad in this situation?

Jarrod didn't say anything about it. He just frowned.

Jamie leaned over him, shook his arm, and said flirtatiously, "Don't let Alec make trouble for my brother, okay?"

"Alec isn't making trouble," Jarrod said with a smile. But the smile did not reach his eyes. «Jamie, since he is your brother, I respect him. But that doesn't mean I can let him interfere in my affairs as he pleases. Do you understand? »

His smile sent a shiver through Jamie. I had known him for three years, but I had never seen him smile like that.

It was said that whoever Jarrod smiled at was usually the one he was about to treat.

At this moment, a nurse suddenly came out and asked, "Are you related to the patient in bed 2?" "She's awake."

Jarrod's heart tightened for a moment. He casually shook off Jamie's hand and said, "Go back and rest. Don't make a scene here.

After saying this, Jarrod turned around, walked into the living room and closed the door behind him.

Jamie looked at the closed door with evil in his eyes. It was as if poisonous snakes were about to come out of her eyes, enter the room, and destroy Nicole.

At that moment his phone rang.

It brought him back to his senses.

Jamie pulled it out, looked at the screen, and saw Howe's name flashing.

Howe had been constantly bothering Jamie. Now that it was calling her, she had no choice but to pick it up. He said impatiently, "Howe, what's wrong with you this time?"

"Jamie, Alec took those two women!" answered Howe anxiously. «What if they don't follow through with the plan and unmask me? What should I do? "I just did what you told me, send someone to take care of that girl."

But Jamie didn't seem worried at all. He said nonchalantly, “Howe, calm down.

You have nothing to worry about. What if Jarrod finds out? After all these years, you still don't know how he treats me?

She consoled him: «You are my brother. How can I let something happen to you? Don't worry. I am here. "It won't do anything to you."

Howe was relieved to hear Jamie's words.

He laughed and said, “That girl is very lucky. But it's a shame that he died."

Howe couldn't help but click his tongue as he remembered Nicole's curvaceous figure. She seemed like a seductive vixen to him. I wanted to try it.

Of course, Jamie knew Howe very well. He knew what his words implied.

He was interested in Nicole and wanted to have fun with her.

Jamie blinked several times. "Howe, if you really want to..."

Inside the room, Nicole had just woken up.

Nicole was leaning against the headboard and a nurse was feeding her porridge.

The wounds on his hands, face and neck were still visible, but they were better and less swollen than before.

When Jarrod entered, he motioned for the nurse to leave.

She took the bowl from the nurse and continued feeding Nicole.

He thought Nicole would reject him. But I didn't expect that she would not refuse at all. As soon as the spoon was in front of him, he opened his mouth obediently.

Maybe because he ate too quickly, some porridge spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

Jarrod put down the bowl, grabbed a handkerchief, and wiped her mouth. He said to her: "Why are you acting like a girl? Eat slowly. This food is all yours. "No one will take it away from you."

As he spoke, he didn't realize that there was a hint of affection in his voice.

Nicole was always like a prickly cat. He rarely behaved obediently in her presence. And when she finally did, he couldn't help but tease her.

But he soon realized that something was wrong. She never responded to all his words.

There was no expression on his scarred face. She was like a broken glass doll that could break at the slightest touch.

Jarrod was a little frustrated, but he didn't show it. He picked up the bowl again and continued feeding him. Nicole ate in silence.

After the last spoonful, Nicole's expression fluctuated for a moment. Then he gagged.

He threw up all the porridge Jarrod had just given him.

The sticky liquid covered Jarrod's bed, shirt, and arms. The strange smell of stomach acid filled the air.

Jarrod's face darkened in an instant and his eyebrows furrowed tightly, as if he could swat a fly. But, unexpectedly, he did not take out his bad temper on Nicole.

Finally, Nicole stopped looking like a fragile glass doll. Instead, he grabbed the quilt tightly. His face was pale as a sheet and he was making painful moans.

The nurse ran to the room when she heard the noise. And she was stunned when she saw the scene.

She looked at the empty bowl on the bedside table and asked in surprise: "Mr. Schultz, have you fed him the whole bowl?"

Jarrod raised his arms and nodded with a frown.

The nurse was dedicated to her work. Since he didn't know who Jarrod was, he just treated him like an ordinary person. He said: 'Miss Lawrence has a weak stomach and has just woken up. He can't eat much. And he's not able to talk, so you have to learn to watch his expressions."

Expressions? Jarrod thought for a moment. Then he realized that he hadn't seen any expression on Nicole.

The nurse thought Jarrod was careless. He asked her to clean his clothes in the bathroom. Then, he cleaned Nicole's bed.

It was already late when he finished cleaning.

The nurse cleaned Nicole's body, changed the sheets, and tidied the bed.

Then he tucked her in and sat next to the bed while Nicole closed her eyes.

When Jarrod returned to the room after changing his shirt, he asked the nurse to rest.

The dim night light created a shadow of Jarrod's tall, straight figure.

Her facial features, angular and determined, stood out, revealing a cold and robust beauty.

His dark eyes were emotionless as he stared at Nicole on the bed.

Nicole was very thin, and now she looked too small. Nicole was 1.65 meters tall.

But now, lying on the bed, her height was imperceptible.

Jarrod slowly approached her and reached out to brush her loose hair away from her mouth. But as soon as his fingers touched her hair, she slapped him fiercely.

Surprised, he endured the slap. Five red handprints immediately appeared on his handsome face.

“Nicole Lawrence!”

Jarrod's eyes darkened instantly. His voice when he spoke Nicole's full name was filled with intense killing intent.

No woman in all of Ardlens dared slap him in the face, not even Jamie.

His anger increased and his expression became fierce, as if he wanted to skin Nicole alive. Suddenly, he raised his hand.

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