Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

She Is In A Critical Condition But the silence in the ward didn't last long.

Soon, the crowd came back to their senses.

When they saw Jarrod come in with the help of a walking stick, they didn't feel
even the slightest sense of threat.

Suddenly, a middle-aged wretched man stepped forward, looked at the
disheveled yet stunning Nicole, reached out, and

grabbed her hair violently.

He sneered coldly, “Nicole, if you don't have money to pay us, why don't you sell
yourself? You are undoubtedly beautiful.

Many men will definitely want to sleep with you.

You can serve several of them in one night.

Then, you should be able to pay your parents’ debts and...” Before the wretched
man could finish his words, a dark silver light

directly hit his face.

Then, there was a loud thud.

It was followed by a muffled voice.

It turned out that the base of Jarrod's walking stick hit the man's face.

It was so hard that it created a sharp gust of wind.

That glimmer of silver light came from the silver ornament embedded at the base
of the black walking stick with a golden dragon

head on the handle.

In an instant, the man spat out a mouthful of blood.

Four of his front teeth flew out.

He writhed in agony on the floor.

His distorted face looked horrible.

Everyone in the ward was so shocked that they stood rooted to the spot.

They could not believe the man with a pale face and weak appearance
possessed such incredible strength.

Fear surged in their hearts, and no one dared to approach Nicole anymore.

But if they thought it was over, they were wrong.

Jarrod's walking stick sounded on the floor.

Jarrod walked up to the wretched man and said word by word, "I told you not to
touch her." After saying this, he curled his lips

slightly.

His grip on the handle of his walking stick tightened.

Then, he gently lifted it and thumped it down again.

But its base didn't hit the floor.

Instead, it firmly pressed against the wretched man's palm.

Then, Jarrod turned and ground it.

"Ahhh!" The man felt like his hand was about to break.

The excruciating pain made him scream like crazy.

He was very scared, thinking he would lose his hand.

Suddenly, the crowd covered their noses and made a disgusted sound.

They saw that the man’s lower body was soaking wet, and a puddle of yellow
liquid surrounded him on the floor, emitting a foul

smell.

The wretched man was so scared that he wetted his pants.

Everyone's faces instantly turned pale.

Someone asked in a low voice, "What is this? Are you trying to scare us? Is this
the way of avoiding the debts?" Jarrod suddenly

turned and fixed his eyes on the man who spoke.

The man was so scared that he trembled all over and quickly stepped back.
Jarrod casually threw his suit on Nicole's shoulders, covering her almost exposed
allure.

Then, he said calmly, "Wait for the Lawrence family's response before you make
a move.

And instead of resorting to this kind of method, go through legal procedures."
When Nicole heard this, she felt so disgusted that

she wanted to throw up.

The culprit was acting self-righteous in front of everyone and lecturing them on
how to collect debts from the victims.

If only these people knew how absurd the situation was.

Nicole clenched her fists tightly to suppress the urge to spit blood on the spot.
She said slowly, "Our Lawrence family will definitely pay you back.

If worst comes to worst, we still have some assets we can sell.

Just give us enough time.” Someone shouted, "What other assets are you talking
about? Everyone knows that your capital chain

has collapsed.

You can’t even pay your eighty-million- dollar loan in the bank.

How can you pay us?” "If I say we will pay you back, we will.

Just trust me this time.” After saying this, Nicole slowly stood up, pulled off
Jarrod's coat disgustedly, and threw it into the trash

bin.

She saw that Jarrod's face turned sullen, but she ignored it.

She continued, “You won't be able to get a penny here now.

Give us some time.

We will sort out this matter.” Jarrod looked at his coat in the trash can with a
darkened expression.

His brows furrowed tightly.

He suddenly thumped the floor with his walking stick and shouted, “You all get
out of here!” As soon as Jarrod said this, several

bodyguards in black came out from behind and dispersed the crowd.

The wretched man could not stand up, so the bodyguards dragged him out.
"Wait a moment..." Nicole stopped the bodyguard.

Her eyes shimmered with endless charm as she looked at the wretched man and
said, "Mister, don’t forget what you said Just

now.

I'm looking forward to your introduction of wealthy men to me.” Jarrod's
handsome face darkened even more.

"Nicole, are you really that shameless?" He was furious.

How could she boldly discuss dirty deals with another man right in front of him?
He didn't expect her to be this flagrant.

Nicole adjusted her tattered dress and smirked.

"Mr.

Schultz, you keep on plotting against me because you want to see me degrade
myself and _ struggle desperately, right? Are you

still not happy with what you're seeing now?" Jarrod's eyes dimmed, and his
expression was terribly gloomy.

Yes, he should be happy with this, right? After all, this plan had excited him from
the beginning.

But why didn't he feel that way now? Instead, he lost interest in it.

All he had in his heart now was endless hatred for Nicole.

He hated her for her lack of principles, for her flirting with others, and her
numerous admirers.

He hated her so much that he wanted to restrict her to his side.

That way, she could not wander around and leave heartlessly at will.

"Mr.

Schultz, please leave now.

Your wish has already come true. As you can see, the Lawrence family is already
miserable. You can see it on TV, the Internet, and social media. You don't need to
come here and personally witness it.” Suddenly, Nicole felt exhausted. She found
everything so meaningless that she didn't want to deal with it anymore. If God
really existed, why didn't He help her even once? On the outside, her back was
straight. She stood with her head held high. But deep inside her, she was rickety
and defeated. What could be more soul-crushing than pushing her beloved family
into hell with her own hands? This was undoubtedly a huge blow to her. It was so
huge that it made her think of ending her life. After everything she had gone
through, she felt sick and tired of her life. Unfortunately, she couldn't die yet. She
could only die after she had arranged everything.

When that time came, perhaps she would choose a sunny day, face the sea, and
bury herself. "Nicole, stop!” Jarrod shouted furiously. But Nicole just turned a deaf
ear to him. Perhaps she was not interested in dealing with him anymore. She
walked forward in a daze, not knowing where to go. Her mother was sent to the
emergency room, and her father was left alone in the ward. No one was there to
take care of him.

She needed to find a private nurse to be with her father all the time. She also had
to pay for her parents ' medical expenses. The hospital would not give her
situation any consideration. No matter what, she had to settle the hospital bills.
Suddenly, Jarrod grabbed Nicole's wrist. She turned and met his furious eyes. “I
told you to stop!" Jarrod exclaimed. "What else do you need? Our agreement is
over." Nicole shook off Jarrod's hand. She was so disgusted with him that she
didn't even want to look at him. But before she could react, he forcefully pulled
her into his arms. Then, he raised her chin with his finger, stared at her eyes, and
said something that even he himself found hard to believe. "It won't be over.”
Nicole still locked her eyes with his. His words didn’t make her waver at all. An
unexpected hint of compassion appeared on Jarrod's face. "But you can beg me.
Maybe..." “Beg you? You want me to beg you?" Nicole chuckled sarcastically.
"What do you want me to beg you for? To spare the Lawrence family? To let you
and I continue our secret affairs? For you to humiliate and trample my family all
over again? Or to let you send my family back to hell once more?” After saying
this, a bitter smile appeared on Nicole's face. "Jarrod, don't expect me to do it. I
will never be fooled by you again.” Nicole had long realized that her tactics were
useless against him.

So, she had given up hope and stopped trying. Nicole's only focus now was to
ensure that her parents lived their remaining days and years on Earth in peace.
"Let go of me. Your touch disgusts me." Nicole struggled to break free. However,
Jarrod held her even tughter. She had no choice but to press his left shoulder
injuries. Jarrod frowned and let out a muffled groan. The part she had pressed
against was the wound he got when he had protected her from being injured.
Immediately, fresh blood stained the gauze and wetted his shirt. He now felt she
really hated him. Jarrod pressed his thin lips into a straight line. He endured the
pain for a moment. Finally, he dragged her into an empty ward regardless of the
wound on his shoulder. Then, he locked the door. Suddenly, he pushed Nicole
down. She was unprepared, so she staggered and fell to the floor. Jarrod
crouched down with his walking stick, approached her, and said coldly, "Nicole, it
seems you have forgotten how it feels to have sex with someone you disgust.”
After saying this, he reached out and loosened his tie. Nicole's heart skipped a
beat when she saw this. She already knew what he wanted to do, so she tried to
get up and escape. However, Jarrod grabbed her ankle with one hand and
dragged her forcefully.

There was a loud bang. Nicole fell hard, and she felt a sharp pain in her chest
when her body hit the floor. Jarrod didn't mind the dirt on the floor. He leaned
over, grabbed the back of her neck, and exhaled hot breath next to her ear. He
warned menacingly, "I want you to understand this clearly.

1 can crush your entire family as effortlessly as squashing an ant.” Jarrod always
knew how to threaten her effectively.

Sure enough, Nicole stopped struggling upon hearing this.

She was dying, so she no longer feared death.

But her parents...

After Nicole stopped struggling, she was now like a lifeless fish.

She was dry, dull, and boring, making Jarrod lose interest.

He grabbed her chin and forced her to face him.

"Aren't you considering to serve those other dirty men? Practice with me now.
Once you become good at it, I'll be your first customer.

1 will pay you handsomely.” Then, he took out a card and said coldly, "One
hundred thousand dollars for one time.

I'll immediately transfer the money to you."Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed in the
ward.

_ Jarrod slapped Nicole's face hard with the card.

She felt pain, but it was nothing compared to the humiliation she had suffered
from him.

One hundred thousand dollars? Nicole's chest heaved violently.

She felt like the air around her seemed to get thinner, making it difficult for her to
breathe.

All Jarrod wanted was to trample on her, humiliate her, and degrade her. The
more she tried to save face, the more he became interested in her and wanted to
torment her. Since this was what he wanted, why didn't she let go of her
worthless dignity and do her best to disgust him? At the thought of this, Nicole
smiled and said, "Oh, Mr. Schultz, you are so generous. Why don't you settle
your previous accounts as well? Since you've been deceiving me, then there's no
need for us to continue our agreement...” Nicole realized that she could no longer
count on her fingers the accounts she and Jarrod had to settle. Suddenly, she felt
a headache. She said, "Let's consider it a package deal. Settle the old debts for
ten million dollars. Otherwise, there's no need to negotiate.” Jarrod's eyes
instantly turned cold. "Do you really think you're worth ten million dollars?" Nicole,
who had long lost her sense of shame, smiled and said, "Why? Does the rich and
powerful Mr. Schultz want to avoid paying his debts? Ten million dollars is
actually just a small amount. But it's up to you whether you want to pay or not.”
The floor beneath her was cold, but she was unperturbed. "Don't blame me for
not reminding you. If you don’t pay, all you can get is a lifeless body. An
emotionless whore.” Nicole only talked about money. At this time, she was really
bringing their relationship to the level of a transaction. And this only made Jarrod
even more disgusted and resentful. Sure enough, she was still the same old
Nicole Lawrence, who liked belittling others and manipulating their emotions.
She hadn't changed at all. Jarrod snorted coldly. After his journey through hell,
would he still allow himself to be deceived by her false facade? He said
derisively, “Nicole, your cheapness is truly beyond my imagination." However,
these words no longer had much impact on Nicole. It was as if she could allow
him to insult her all he wanted. It was like her flesh was being cut with a knife
every day, and she became immune to the pain. So, would she still feel anything
when someone suddenly slapped her? A slap was nothing compared to the other
injuries she had gotten from him. Jarrod's eyes turned bloodshot. His fingers
pinched her slim waist, and he pulled her down.

Then, he said coldly, "Fine! I will pay you. But make sure you are worth this
money.” He then grabbed her neck, covered her lips with his, and kissed her
fiercely. Actually, it couldn't be considered a kiss. It was more like an assault
meant to suffocate her. While Jarrod”s lips and tongue continued exploring
Nicole's mouth, he tore apart her remaining clothes. His movements were rough
and violent, causing his wound to burst open. Blood flowed down his shoulder,
but he didn't care about it. He was like a madman, devouring her ferociously. It
was as if nothing else mattered to him at this moment. Tears subconsciously
welled up in Nicole's eyes. She didn't know if it was because of pain or hatred.
Why did he always force her to be entangled with him? She really hated it. At this
moment, there was a knock on the door. Then, Jamie's voice came from outside.
"Jarrod, are you in there? I am feeling unwell.

Can you accompany me? Jarrod..." Jamie knocked on the door again.

It seemed she wouldn't stop knocking until she saw Jarrod.

In fact, Jarrod had arranged for bodyguards outside the door before taking Nicole
to this ward.

But the bodyguards didn’t dare to stop Jamie, thinking Jarrod cherished her so
much and couldn't afford to offend her.

After all, Jarrod didn't blame Jamie even though he was shot by her.

This was clear proof of how important Jamie was to Jarrod.

Yet, despite this, Jarrod seemed to be obsessive with Nicole and always spent
time with her.

Actually, the bodyguards supposed Nicole beat Jamie in terms of figure and
appearance.

Jamie couldn't hold a candle to Nicole when it came to charms.

Nicole's hot and curvaceous figure was indeed alluring.

Jamie's voice outside the door was not too loud.

It was as if she didn't want to embarrass Jarrod.

But she could clearly hear the intense movements inside.

Even a fool would understand what Jarrod and Nicole were doing.

Jamie clenched her fists tightly, and her eyes were full of hatred.

She assumed that bitch Nicole seduced Jarrod again.

She cursed Nicole internally for being shameless, not sparing even a place like
the hospital to flirt with Jarrod.

Inside the ward, Jarrod continued what he was doing.

It seemed he had no plans of stopping.

He yearned for Nicole so much, feeling like it had been a century since the last
time they had sex.

It was as if he was addicted to her.

Once he got a taste of her, he could no longer suppress his urge.

He couldn't stop himself from wanting more.

Worse still, he couldn't bring himself to shift his interest to others.

It was like she was the only drug he could get addicted to.

The inexplicable emptiness that engulfed him could only be filled when he was
with her.

And the more she desperately wanted to leave him, the more he wanted to
conquer her in bed.

Jamie was still outside the door.

She kept knocking, and her face grew paler and paler.

Everyone knew what was happening inside.

If she stayed any longer, she would only be humiliating herself more.

Then, Jamie remembered her birthday on the yacht.

That day, she overheard Jarrod talking with someone on the phone, wanting to
cancel the plan.

Fortunately, she had already bribed those people to make a move in advance.
They had already declined all the products from the Lawrence Group, making the
Lawrence Group suffer.

Moreover, news about the issues with the Lawrence Group was deliberately
spread out, adding to Lawrence's burdens.

Once everything was set in motion, it was difficult to undo.

After that, Jarrod became restless.

He was no longer in the mood to accompany her.

Later, he even stopped Nicole from getting on the yacht.

When Jamie recalled all this, her face turned even paler.

A terrible idea occurred to her.

Did Jarrod stop Nicole from getting into the yacht to protect her? Was he afraid
that she would make trouble for Nicole? Before,

Jarrod's attitude toward Jamie was always perfunctory.

And now, although he knew she was just outside the door, he still chose to
continue getting laid with that bitch Nicole.

Jamie didn't expect that the situation would escalate to this point.

A sense of unprecedented panic spread in her heart.

Why was Jarrod behaving like this now? The only reason she could think of was
that his feelings for Nicole had reignited.

Perhaps even Jarrod himself didn't realize that he took revenge on the Lawrence
family crazily because he wanted to conceal

the fact that he still loved Nicole.

At the thought of this, fear overwhelmed Jamie.

To Jarrod, he always assumed it was Jamie who helped him out during his most
difficult times.

This was the only thing Jamie could hold on to in her relationship with Jarrod.
What if one day, Jarrod found out that the person who had really helped him was
Nicole? How would he deal with her? Jamie

stared at the locked door with eyes filled with viciousness.

She had to do something.

Before Jarrod could discover the truth, she must get rid of Nicole.

Inside the empty room, Nicole still lay on the cold floor.

Her face was unusually pale.

But Jarrod turned a blind eye to it.

He was merciless now.

But when he was about to go on, the woman under him suddenly started
convulsing.

It was a kind of uncontrollable seizure.

Jarrod frowned when he noticed Nicole's unusual expression.

He reached out to feel her forehead.

It was cold.

He cupped her pale face in his hands and shouted, "Nicole!" There was a tremor
in his voice that he didn't even notice.

Finally, Nicole stopped convulsing.

But it didn't end there.

Soon, she began to vomit blood.

A large amount of blood flowed out of her mouth uncontrollably.

In an instant, Jarrod felt like his mind was hit by a meteorite.

All his thoughts were burned out.

He was so flustered that he didn’t even care about the sharp pain in his shoulder
anymore.

He threw his walking stick away, picked up Nicole, and ran toward the door.

It was only then that he realized that Nicole was as light as a feather.

Her entire body was weightless.

"Damn it! Nicole, wake up! Just hold on.

I'm taking you to the doctor.” His voice was filled with anger, desperation, and an
undeniable panic.

Fortunately, a doctor happened to pass by the corridor.

He immediately took Nicole and rushed to the emergency room.

Jarrod was outside the emergency room, pacing back and forth in a daze.

His heart was beating wildly.

Even at this moment, he still refused to admit that he was worried about her.

He tried to convince himself that he only panicked simply because he hadn't
tormented her enough yet.

Suddenly, the doors of the emergency room were opened from the inside.

A nurse hurriedly approached Jarrod and said worriedly, “Are you the patient's
family member? The patient is in a critical

condition.

She needs an immediate operation.

Please sign this consent form so we can proceed with it."