Love Unbreakable

Chapter 447

Nicole's silence led Jarrod to believe she was considering his words. He didn't hold her that tightly but embraced her from behind, inhaling her scent.

Jarrod dreaded the thought of losing Nicole. Aware of her intent to harm him, he was still drawn to her irresistibly.

Jarrod was clueless about love. Only in Nicole's presence did he sense it, but he missed it.

He admitted his mistakes and the consequences, yet couldn't bear to release Nicole. He was ruthless. Only death could hinder his persistence. Nicole's love wasn't necessary for him. His love for her was enough.

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 memor 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.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

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, finding 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 pushed 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? My feelings for you vanished the moment you returned to hurt me! You're aware I don't love you, yet you insist on keeping me close due to the so-called love. Want to know what I think of you? I find you pitiful and delusional. Despite knowing you're nothing to me, you still chase after me. It's shameless."

These words felt like icy daggers piercing Jarrod's heart. His physical strength was undeniable, yet these words seemed to drain his strength. Indeed, Nicole was correct.

Jarrod was aware of Nicole's lack of feelings for him, yet he couldn't restrain his urge to keep her by his side. Event when he misunderstood the situation and assumed Nicole had turned against him when he needed her, his profound love for her remained unyielding. It was just that he didn't dare to admit it five years ago. But deep down, he recognized his love for her. Even if she were to kill him a hundred times, a thousand times over, he'd still love her. He couldn't help but love her.

As the water in the bathtub slowly cooled, Jarrod's grip softened little by little. He whispered, "Nicole, please, no more words. Just stay away from that man and don't betray me. Anything you ask, III comply. Just don't be with other men or betray me. I'm begging you. Otherwise, I'll lose my mind!"

Jarrod would truly lose his mind if Nicole were to be with another man or betray him. He had no clue what he wou be capable of by then. The thought of harming Nicole in a moment of madness terrified him. He feared he wouldn't be able to control himself. Thus, he begged her.

Gently, Jarrod released Nicole's chin.

Without any hesitation, Nicole bent her knee and hit his wound hard.

Caught off guard, Jarrod sank back into the water with a pale face.

"Jarrod, mark my words. My goal is to make your life miserable. I won't think twice about it." With those words, Nicole stood up and left decisively. She didn't glance back to see him sinking into the water.

At this point, Nicole wouldn't blink even if Jarrod met his end right there.

Nicole returned to her room and secured the door. Still anxious, she placed a chair against the door for extra security.

She showered once more, scrubbing her body until it turned bright red. Overwhelmed, she collapsed onto the bed and forced herself to fall asleep. Tomorrow marked the start of the show!