Jarrod was stunned by Nicoleâs words.
Did he revel in the Lawrence familyâs tragedy? Not at all.
In fact, it was the opposite.
Jarrod had never wished for Wessonâs death because it meant losing leverage over Nicole.
Jarrodâs mind was in turmoil, struggling to process the events.
He found it hard to believe Wesson would commit suicide.
For what reason? Was it merely over debts? He would be willing to settle those debts if Nicole agreed to have his child.
âYou said youâd destroy that contract, yet you used it to coerce my father.
Jarrod, youâre nothing but snake! A f@cking asshole!â
Nicoleâs voice was raw with emotion.
Hearing this, Jarrodâs expression shifted.
He had indeed destroyed a copy of the contract but had kept the original secure.
How had this happened?
He wanted to express sympathy for Nicoleâs loss and clarify that he hadnât used the contract against Wesson.
But he remained silent, realizing the leak of the contract had originated from his end, and therefore, he was partly the reason for Wessonâs suicide.
Nicole, her eyes red and voice quivering, continued, âI suffered in detention because of that contract.
I even lost our baby.
What more do you want? Jarrod, youâve done the paternity test.
You know it was your child.
Isnât that enough for you?â
Jarrod felt a pang of guilt at the mention of the baby.
Indeed, it was enough.
The loss of their child was the reason why he longed for another with Nicole.
âYouâre intent on ruining me and my family, arenât you?â Nicole wept.
Jarrod, visibly shaken, managed to say, âNo, thatâs notâ¦â
Nicoleâs anguished cry interrupted him.
âWhy⦠Why couldnât you spare my father? Whyâ¦â
Despair overwhelmed Nicole.
She had strived to save her father, yet Jarrodâs actions were merciless.
In her agony, Nicole clenched her chest, striking it in an attempt to ease her pain in vain.
Her heart ached.
She felt as if she were in an icy abyss, the coldness seeping into her bones.
The crowd had dispersed, leaving the buildingâs entrance eerily silent.
Only the rain and Nicoleâs despairing sobs filled the air, unsettling Jarrod deeply.
âNicoleâ¦â Jarrod whispered, fearing his voice might startle her further.
In her vulnerability, Nicoleâs eyes were a mix of red and gray.
Red with bloodshed, gray with the loss of all hope.
Jarrod gazed at her, his heart heavy with sorrow.