But now, the tables had turned, and it was Jamie who was lying helpless on the ground.

The more Jamie thought about it, the angrier she got. In a fit of rage, she lunged at Nicole, intent on attacking Nicole.

"You bitch! I'll kill you!"

But her vision, blurred by the blood, betrayed her. She missed Nicole and fell to the ground again, causing her wounds being stretched further.

More and more blood oozed out, and its speed was running faster.

Jamie felt the pain had engulf her body.

"Ah! It hurts!" she cried out.

She tried to get up by herself in vain.

The pain was unbearable, far worse than a knife cut.

Jamie couldn't take it any longer, fretting about her well-being.

Desperate, she confessed everything, “Fine! You're right! I tried to push you against the pillar!"

She had to confess. Without instant medical treatment, the excruciating pain might kill her.

Yet, Jamie held on to the hope that she'd have other opportunities to finish Nicole.

"I was going to let you go, yet you still tried to harm me by attempting to push me against the pillar. This is my father's funeral.

How dare you!" Nicole said, her voice icy.

Jamie felt a wave of guilt at the mention of Nicole's father.

"Was that all you did to me?" Nicole pressed on.

Jamie was startled, hesitant to answer. She had done numerous misdeeds to Nicole over time and wasn't sure which Nicole was referring to.

Seeing Jamie's confused expression, Nicole pointed it out directly, "You asked Kieran to frame me, didn't you? You demanded Howe to send those two women to attack me and my unborn child in the detention center. And you helped Howe with the torture I received in that villa, right?"

As Nicole listed these, Jamie's face flushed with shame.