Her gaze swept across his handsome face as if scrutinizing it.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with undisguised hatred and disgust.
âWe are on different paths, you know?â
When Jarrod saw the disgust and hatred in Nicoleâs beautiful eyes, his expression darkened.
How could he bear the thought that Nicole left him?
At the thought of this, his expression turned cold.
He wrapped his arm around her slender waist and said in a cold and deep voice, âThen, stay with me in this world.
We will never be apart.
â
He wrapped his arm around her waist even tighter, thinking she should always belong to him alone.
Nicole wanted to laugh.
She felt Jarrod was sometimes naive and ridiculous.
She looked at him and asked, âDo you still expect me to stay with you forever after all the harm youâve caused to me and my family?â
Jarrodâs brow furrowed tightly.
His arm around her waist subconsciously tightened more.
âNicole, why canât you try to let go of those grievances and accept me in your life again? I promise I wonât let anyone hurt you again.
â
âJarrod, no one can hurt me.
Only you can do that.
You hurt me all the time.
Do you expect me to let go of those grievances? Have you forgotten that we are enemies?â
With Nicole in his arms, Jarrod felt every word she said resonated in his heart.
Nicole said word by word in a cold tone, âJarrod, I will never be in the same world as you.
Itâs impossible now and never will be in the future.
â
Jarrodâs palm stiffened.
He fell silent for a while.
Then, his slender fingers slowly lifted her stunning face, covered in tears.
He looked into her eyes and replied firmly, âIt doesnât matter.
As long as you remember that I was the first person who had slept with you and the person holding you in my arms right now, itâs enough for me.
â
After saying this, Jarrod lowered his head and ki*sed her lips fiercely.
Before the ki*s, he murmured in an almost inaudible voice, âNicole, I will make you return to my world no matter what.
â
Nicole was seething with anger, trying hard to free herself, but her wrist was securely held.
She decided not to provoke Jarrod further, knowing that aggravating his wound once was already pushing it.
Given his unpredictable nature, he might react even more wildly.
Nicole aimed to vindicate the Lawrence family, not to get embroiled in a futile confrontation that wouldnât hurt Jarrod in the least.
When Nicole stopped her frantic attempts to struggle, Jarrod firmly held the back of her head and drew her close to him.
Their ki*s was intense.
It seemed Jarrod aimed to quench Nicoleâs fury with his warmth.
He found pleasure in her eventual submission to him, and silently appreciated her wisdom in not pushing his limits further.
After all, he wasnât sure how he might have reacted otherwise.
The scar above Jarrodâs eyebrow added a fierce look to him, and his muscular arms demonstrated his strength, controlling the situation.
Jarrod only let Nicole go after her face flushed from the prolonged ki*s.
Nicoleâs eyes held a deep disdain, and each glance she gave Jarrod pierced his heart with a twinge of discomfort.
Before Nicole could voice any more of her grievances, Jarrod said, âWerenât you planning on returning to work? Before you go, I need to claim some sugar from you.
â
Nicole was caught off guard.
She had braced herself for him making her exit difficult, not anticipating this turn.
But then she quickly reacted.
What did he mean by those words? Was he intending to endlessly take advantage of her? Impossible!
Fiercely, Nicole rubbed her lips, as though erasing an unsavory residue, and snapped, âDonât expect any courtesy from me next time you try anything.
â
Jarrod smiled and said, âI hope you donât show me any.
â That would make things more intriguing.
He wasnât a decent person from the start, so why should he bother playing the role of a gentleman? That was quite a challenge for him.
Rendered utterly speechless by his audacity, Nicole decided further debate was pointless.
As she got up to leave, he caught her wrist again.
Her face flushed with fury, she asked angrily, âWhat more do you want?â