If the evidence didnât prove she was lying, he would have fallen for it again.
Did she really think she could trick him again, like the time she claimed to love him to fool him? No f@cking way!
With eyes red with anger, Jarrod bellowed, âLet me make it clear.
This bastard cannot be born!â
Nicole was not surprised at his words.
Even though he knew it was his child, he wouldnât want it.
Proving the childâs paternity would only strengthen Jarrodâs resolve to get rid of it.
At this moment, Jarrod pulled Jarrod and dragged her out of the car.
His grip was tight around her waist.
But Nicole, fueled by an unknown force, grasped a knife and aimed it at Jarrodâs neck, targeting a lethal spot.
With coldness flashing in his eyes, Jarrod caught the knife that was just centimeters away from his neck.
âAre you trying to murder me for an illegitimate child?â Jarrod growled through clenched teeth.
Beads of sweat form on Nicoleâs forehead.
She strained to push the knife forward, but that last centimeter felt impossible.
Her weakened, battered body was no match for the strength of a grown man.
Jarrod, whose eyes bore a sinister gaze, accused Nicole, âYouâre trying to kill me so you could run away with your secret lover, arenât you?â
To Jarrod, Nicoleâs spirits seemed to be consumed by malevolence.
Perhaps he should have left her to drown in the past, instead of rescuing her.
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His chilling countenance resembled a demon cast out from the depths of hell, but Nicole remained unafraid.
Although she was trapped in a corner, showing weakness or submission would only worsen her plight.
With hatred burning through her words, she seethed.
âJarrod, I donât merely wish to end your life.
I wish upon you a horrific end, torn apart by wild dogs, and your bones gnawed to pieces!â
Her bitter curse echoed in Jarrodâs mind.
The sheer intensity of her loathing, fueled by the existence of another manâs child, pushed Jarrod to the edge of insanity.
He was overwhelmed with the desire to destroy this cursed woman, piece by piece!
The next moment, Nicole watched in horror as Jarrodâs bloodied hand glided along the knifeâs blade until it reached her wrist.
Snap! He broke her wrist.
As he did so, his demeanor resembled that of a malevolent spirit.