Jarrod's expression hardened. “Stay here."

He proceeded forward, stepping over the chain to retrieve the hat.

Just as he picked it up, Nicole's voice rang out from behind.

“Jarrod Schultz!"

Jarrod spun around, his heart sinking at the sight.

Nicole had crossed the chain, standing perilously on the edge of the cliff side.

Her brief journey was coming to an end at this moment.

Yet, she found solace in the thought that she wouldn't have to endure her absurd, sorrowful existence any longer.

With tears in her eyes and a voice laced with hatred, Nicole declared, "Congratulations! You win. I'm going to kill myself!"

With those words and a resigned smile, she leaned back, falling off the cliff.

"No! Nicole!" Jarrod's roar was filled with hysteria as he dashed toward the cliff's edge.

The sea roiled beneath a stormy sky, and Jarrod frantically scanned the turbulent waters for any sign of Nicole.

Without a second thought, Jarrod crossed the railing and sprinted toward the edge, only to be grabbed by Alec from behind.

“Be careful, Mr. Schultz! If you jump at the wrong angle, you might end up falling on the rocks..." Alec didn't finish his words. He wanted to say that there was no point in searching Nicole. She was likely dead by now.

"Let go of me!" Jarrod's eyes burned with a demonic intensity, his voice trembling with desperation.

The vast ocean below seemed bottomless, each passing moment diminishing Nicole's chances of survival.

"Mr. Schultz, Miss Lawrence seems determined to end herself!" Alec reluctantly revealed the harsh reality. "This morning, a substantial sum of money was transferred to Mrs. Lawrence's hospital account, enough to cover the next fifty years. It must be from Miss Lawrence."

Perhaps when Nicole visited Dora yesterday, she had already made up her mind.

Shock gripped Jarrod when he heard that. Nicole had made up her mind.

She would rather die than be with him.