Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
! Chapter 264 You Don't Want Me To Get Married

! Chapter 264 You Don't Want Me To Get Married

Nicole's words struck Jarrod like a slap to the face.

If he still reacted, it meant he didn't care about his pride.

Nicole knew Jarrod valued his dignity, making her provocation a gamble.

True to form, Jarrod's expression shifted dramatically.

Nicole braced for him to storm out, but instead, he scrutinized her, noticing the defiance in her eyes.

He quickly deciphered her motive.

She provoked him into breaching their agreement first.

He lifted her chin, his smile cold.

"Why bother to do it anyway? We're cut from the same cloth."

Nicole recoiled from his touch, feeling a chill.

"Since you said so, then you are..."

Jarrod drew Nicole in, leaving her breathless, his voice rough as he finished, "Quite something."

His voice was not loud, but the tone was so mean.

A cold fire ignited in Nicole's eyes, her posture defiant, stirring something in Jarrod.

He adored her resistance, bringing him the thrill of the challenge.Jarrod forced Nicole toward the full-length mirror, his approach dominating, leaving Nicole stunned and scared.

“Turn around and hands on the mirror!"

His voice was cold, his expression stoic.

Nicole clenched her teeth in anger.

Jarrod, intolerant of humiliation, was known for exacting severe retribution.

"My father's surgery is in two days. Will it proceed as planned?" she asked, gripping the mirror.

Reflected in it, she saw Jarrod, impeccably dressed, his features strikingly handsome.

Who would have thought such a handsome man could harbor a cruelty akin to a beast? She turnedand asked, “Will the doctor be ready for the surgery tomorrow?"

"No problem," Jarrod answered in a deep voice.

Nicole suppressed a groan.

Irritated by her suppression, Jarrod yanked her hair, forcing her gaze into the mirror.

“Look at me," he commanded.

In the mirror, Jarrod's face transformed into something sinister, his gaze nearly consuming Nicole.

"Look at me.See who's behind you!"

He sought her total submission.

Jarrod's eyes were bloodshot, betraying a desire for more thanjust her body.He aimed to dominate hermind, coercing her to speak.

Pain coursed through Nicole's stomach, fogging her consciousness, leaving her mind blank.

"Seen it clearly?" Jarrod's voice was ominous.

Nicole, curled up to soothe her pain, responded weakly, "Yes..."

Meanwhile, Jarrod was drenched in sweat, his eyes seething as he ordered, "Say it.Say you're mine."

Nicole, a puppet in her agony, wanted to end the torment.

Perspiration dripped from her face, each drop hitting the floor.

Nicole longed to escape the unbearable torment.

Tears brimmed in her eyes as she struggled to say, “I'm yours..."

Jarrod's smile was one of twisted satisfaction.

As he lost himself to his madness, he asked deeply, “You don't want me to marry, right?"

At his words, Nicole's mind snapped back to clarity.

What had she just said? Had she lost her senses? And Jarrod, what the hell was wrong with him?From the words coming out of his mouth, it seemed he was suggesting he'd call off the wedding if sheasked.

What a freak! Was he out of his mind? Nicole’s eyes turned icy as she replied dispassionately, “I wishyou a happy marriage.

May you have a baby of your own as soon as possible."

"Ouch..."

Nicole couldn't suppress her cry of pain.She was certain Jarrod did it on purpose...

Once he was done, Jarrod left her on the floor and headed for a shower.

Nicole, curled on the floor, writhed in agony.

The stomach pain was unbearable, preventing her from standing.

She attempted to stand, pain radiating through her body.

Her heart felt gripped by an unseen force, threatening a heart attack at any moment.

Recently, these symptoms had become more frequent, barely manageable with her special painkillers.

She couldn't afford to meet her demise before her father's surgery.

Struggling to the bedside table, she retrieved a bottle of painkillers and swallowed them dry.

But her parched throat resisted the tablets.

As she reached for water, Jarrod loomed over her.

"What did you just take?"

His stare was predatory.

Just as Nicole was about to speak, Jarrod snatched the medicine bottle from her hand.

He then forcefully removed the tablets from her mouth.

Before she could respond, Jarrod turned and walked away.

Moments later, Nicole heard the unmistakable sound of the toilet flushing.

He had just flushed all her pills down!Nicole's face drained of color.

She tried to stop him, but her legs buckled under her, pain overwhelming her body at every step.

She felt utterly crushed, her body wracked with torment.

When Jarrod returned, he said dismissively, "Don't take this trash anymore."

Nicole's frustration boiled over.

Those were special painkillers, prescribed by her doctor, vital for managing her pain.

How could Jarrod just flush them down like that? She wanted to lash out at him, but her weaknessconfined her to hateful glares.

“Jarrod, you want me to die that bad?"

Jarrod, imposing, crouched down and warned, "Stop talking about death.No more contraceptives."

Contraceptives? Nicole was dumbfounded.

He thought she was taking contraceptives? She had no need for them since her condition preventedpregnancy.

With a bitter laugh, she revealed, "Jarrod, those weren't contraceptive pills.They were chemo pills.Ihave stomach cancer.I'm dying..."

Her life-saving medicine had been flushed away in the toilet as if her only hope of life was washedaway by Jarrod.

Under the unbearable pain, Nicole decided to stop lying, and to tell Jarrod the truth.