In a low, raspy voice, Jarrod pleaded “Nicole, let’s leave the past behind.

I’ll make you feel love again.

Jarrod never backed down, not once.

No matter how tough things got out there, he refused to bow his head.

Yet, in front of Nicole, he repeatedly humbled himself, seeking her forgiveness.

Her forgiveness might ease his desperation.

But Jarrod overlooked a crucial fact.

The woman in his embrace had no resemblance to the Nicole in his memory.

Nicole, who once loved him wholeheartedly, had long gone.

While Jarrod’s guard was down, Nicole swiftly raised her elbow and forcefully pressed it against his wound with precision.

She emerged from the water with a splash as she stood up.

Looking down at Jarrod, she noticed his handsome face was pale with pain.

He covered his wound and fell into the bathtub.

“Jarrod, your love sickens me! You’re just as disgusting! Everything you say makes me feel nauseous! Don’t dare say such disgusting words to me again! You have no right to speak of love with me! A new beginning? Do you think you deserve it?” Nicole didn’t mince her words, her hatred for him evident.

In others’ eyes, Jarrod was a young, promising entrepreneur and a captivating man steadfastly devoted to his ex-girlfriend.

But to Nicole, he was simply a nuisance, relentlessly bothering her.

Sharing the air with him made her feel sick!

“Jarrod, true love is equal.

Those who truly love each other show respect.

Unlike you, using dirty tactics to get your way! You’ll never understand what love truly means!” she declared.

The disgust in Nicole’s eyes wounded Jarrod deeply.

It hurt even worse than a knife in the heart.

Nicole’s words had a point.

Jarrod didn’t know how to love.

Yet, he hadn’t felt this strongly for any other woman since losing her.

He wanted Nicole.

He yearned for her body, her heart, and all of her!

He wanted her to be with him forever.

And what about Nicole? From what Jarrod had gathered, she chose a quiet life overseas, replaceing love with someone new.

If she had remained hidden, he might been lonely all his life.

But she returned, only to try to flee from his side again.

That was unacceptable to Jarrod.

ALL of a sudden, Jarrod grabbed Nicole’s leg, pulling her forcefully back into the water.

“Splash!”

Nicole fell back into the water, struggling to get up, but Jarrod swiftly push

ed her back under.

She was pinned down, her head against the tub’s edge.

Jarrod easily suppressed all of Nicole’s struggle and resistance in the water.

Despite his wounds, Jarrod remained a strong man.

His strength was abundant enough to dominate a delicate woman Like Nicole.

With a firm grip on her jaw, he rasped, “Tell me, who really understands love?

Who do you love?”

Jarrod pressed against Nicole, his cold, dark eyes staring into hers as he questioned in a cold tone, “That bastard from the Watts family?”

Nicole couldn’t help but scoff at his words.

Jarrod never changed.

He’d point fingers but never saw his own faults.

Roscoe had become his target.

Whether she brought him up or not, she couldn’t prevent Jarrod from making things hard for Roscoe.

Thankfully, Roscoe wasn’t alone.

With the support of the Watts family, Jarrod wouldn’t have the power to harm him.

If Roscoe were just a regular man, he’d found himself in a fatal “accident” before long.

Confronting Jarrod’s gaze, Nicole said, “Jarrod, you are so pathetic.

Truly laughable.

Do you really think you stand a chance against him?

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