Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Win Or Lose Instead of answering Jarrod’s question, Nicole asked slowly, "Do
you think Jamie will cry if she sees these photos?"

Jarrod's hostility immediately showed.

"How dare you even mention her!" Nicole smiled with a touch of irony in her
eyes.

"It turns out that someone as powerful as you is also afraid of something.

Since you don't want your woman to know, why do you still sleep with another
woman? By the way, last time, when you hid me in

your closet, I heard her moan promiscuously.

Is it because you can't satisfy her or the other way around?" Nicole paused
before she continued, "Or...

You only prefer someone like me?” Her words were bold and dripping with
disdain for Jamie.

Jarrod's face turned cold.

"You are not worthy of mentioning her name.

You can't even hold a candle to her.

She is not despicable like you.” Nicole was no longer affected by his words.

She had heard these insulting words from him so many times that she had
already become numb.

"How about you? Are you not as despicable as me? You sleep with so many
women in a day.

Don't you think it's bad for your health?" At the thought of the scene when Jamie
and Jarrod were together, Nicole felt so

nauseous that she wanted to vomit.

She was disgusted with Jarrod, Jamie, and herself.

And this was all because of Jarrod, the man in front of her.

She swore she would do everything to get away from him.

She didn't even want to lay eyes on him again.

At this moment, Nicole pulled Jarrod up.

Then she asked, “Do you really love Jamie?” Kneeling on the bed, Jarrod looked
like a sinner awaiting judgment.

He disliked this posture to the core.

When he had just arrived abroad back then, he got involved in a vicious fight and
suffered losses.

In the end, he was forced to kneel on the ground like this.

But because of his unwillingness to submit, his spine was kicked hard with a
spiky sole, which pierced his skin.

Being reminded of such a humiliating memory, Jarrod's face turned extremely
gloomy.

"Nicole, shut your mouth if you still love your life.” "Answer my question,” Nicole
insisted.

"Of course, I love her,” Jarrod answered without hesitation.

Nicole sneered at his answer.

She said sarcastically, "If you really love her, why do you still sleep with me? It
only means that your love for her doesn't hold any

value.” Jarrod sneered coldly, "Sleeping with you is no different from sleeping
with an escort." Jarrod was blindfolded, so he

couldn't see the expression on Nicole's face.

But he thought she was likely gloating over her self-destruction.

How bold she was today! Didn't she think about the consequences of what she
was doing now? Didn't she know what he could

do to her after he was released from this chain? Jarrod's anger flared up.

He said derisively, "Don't you know what kind of a creature you are? Have I ever
treated you like a human being? You are

nothing but a tool I can use to satisfy my desires.” As soon as he said this, a slap
sound echoed in the room.

Nicole slapped Jarrod so hard that his face tilted to the side.

And for her, the crisp sound was satisfying. Jarrod's face was burning hot. When
he was abroad, he experienced unbearable agony. But he had never been
slapped by a woman.

He couldn't help cursing Nicole inwardly, thinking she was such a bold bitch.
Although he was blindfolded, he couldn't conceal the overflowing hostility in his
eyes. He said through clenched teeth, "Nicole, it seems you are really courting
death.” But what happened next was something he did not expect. Nicole
suddenly buried her face against Jarrod’s chest. Warm teardrops fell on his cold,
hardened chest, making him feel like they penetrated his heart. Then she said
between sobs, "Jarrod, I love you so much. Why are you treating me like this? I
love youl! I love you! Don't you know, you bastard?” Jarrod froze. He felt like his
entire being stiffened. He couldn't believe his ears. How could she say she loved
him? Was she out of her mind? Or was she mocking him? Jarrod had the urge to
tell Nicole to get lost. But for some reason, his lips seemed glued together. He
tried several times, but he couldn't open them. Nicole cupped his face and kissed
his lips boldly and passionately. Then she confessed in her most affectionate
tone, "Jarrod, I love you. I hate myself for still loving you despite the fact that you
love someone else. I can't make you love me. I feel so useless.” Her tears
dropped onto his face and slid down to his lips.

He didn't know why, but he felt the desire to taste her tears.

Suddenly, Jarrod was filled with regrets.

He shouldn't have given Nicole the chance to contro] him. If only he knew it
would be too difficult to resist her. Things shouldn't be like this. He should never
let her control him. In Jarrod's eyes, Nicole was that despicable plaything. She
was a filthy hooker. And no matter what, his impression of her would never
change. He had no reason to change his mind. Jarrod did his best to convince
himself that Nicole was only putting on an act. He should not be moved. His mind
was in turmoil. Still blindfolded, he didn’t know the expression on Nicole's face as
she hugged him and cried. If his eyes weren't covered at this moment, he would
be able to see the complete absence of any emotions in Nicole's eyes, her
indifference to the extreme. In fact, every word she said sounded rehearsed. It
was as if she had silently memorized them in advance.

At this moment, Nicole's words changed. She said, "I hate you, Jarrod! I hate that
you don't love me anymore.” After saying this, she slammed the key to the chain
on the floor and ran out of the apartment. As soon as she got downstairs, she
turned off her phone and hailed a taxi.

While still trembling, she asked the driver, "Mister, can you give me a Cigarette?”
The driver was a little taken aback, but he handed her a stick. Nicole took it, but
she didn't light it. She just put it near her mouth, inhaling the scent of the tobacco.
Through this scent, she felt like her father was by her side, giving her strength.
Her father still lay in the hospital bed, unconscious.

It had been half a month, and she didn't have much time left.

She was not even sure if her acting just now would have any impact on Jarrod.
Nicole would only know whether she had won or lost after seeing his next
reaction.

If she won, she and her family could live a stable and peaceful life.

If she lost, she would go down.

But she would drag Jarrod with her.

Time passed by quickly, and Thursday came.

Raegan received a reply to the resume she had sent out, inviting her for an
interview.

Her excellent grades in the university and the various certificates she had
obtained were all counted as her strengths.

They gave her an advantage.

Her interviews went smoothly, and two companies wanted to hire her.

In the end, she chose Bright Minds Academy because it was a national chain and
had greater growth potential.

She was immediately taken to the HR Department to sign the employment
contract.

Then, she was told to start working on Monday.

Raegan took out her phone, wanting to share this good news with Nicole and
celebrate with a dinner together.

But before she could make a phone call, her phone rang.

It was Mrs.

Barton, her neighbor in Tenassie, calling.

Raegan asked a favor from Mrs.

Barton to look after her house there, so they exchanged phone numbers.

"Hello, Mrs.

Barton! What's going on?" Mrs.

Barton's panicky voice came on the other end of the line.

"Raegan, you need to come back.

Someone has splashed some red paint on your grandmother's grave.” Raegan's
face instantly turned pale upon hearing this.

Mrs.

Barton couldn't explain the situation clearly on the phone, so she just urged
Raegan to immediately come back.

Raegan panicked.

At the thought that her grandmother's grave was ruined, she trembled all over.
She rushed to the train station.

But when she bought a ticket, she found all the tickets for that day had been sold
out.

She tried to book a taxi using her phone.

But since it was a long-distance ride, no one accepted her booking immediately.
While she was still at a loss, a black Bentley stopped steadily in front of her.
When the car window was rolled down, Raegan was stunned.