Jarrod walked forward, his voice carrying a hint of sarcasm. "Nicole, do you have a good night? You..."

Before he could continue, Nicole forcefully closed the door, locking him on the other side. She pressed her back against the door, her heart racing.

On the other side, Jarrod's expression turned stern, his voice dropping to a frosty tone. "Nicole, I'm going to count to three."

His ominous tone filled the air. "One... Two... Three..."

Nicole's fingers were shaking as she reached for her phone, planning to instruct the nanny to take Austin somewhere safe.

Just as she clutched her phone, the door emitted a beep. It swung open.

Nicole spun around, her expression one of sheer disbelief, as Jarrod appeared with a black access card in hand. "How did you get..."

Jarrod, silent, moved closer.

It was then Nicole noticed the recent injuries on his face and hand, his eyes red, suggesting he hadn't slept all night. He appeared quite intimidating.

Secretly attempting to make a call, Nicole kept her cool, saying, “Jarrod, you're breaking into someone's room..."

Suddenly, Jarrod closed the distance, lifting Nicole with ease, and confiscated her phone, placing it in his pocket.

Nicole lashed out in anger, “Jarrod, what on earth do you think you're doing?"

Unaffected, Jarrod, with a driven look, pushed her onto the bed.

He positioned one knee, applying pressure on her legs, half-kneeling, his hands securing her shoulders, effectively restraining her.

"You jerk! Release me!" Nicole fought back, her nails scratching across Jarrod's face, adding another wound.

He seemed unfazed, his gaze intense. "Did last night please you?"

"Mind your own business. Get out of here!" Nicole yelled through clenched teeth, looking at Jarrod disgustedly.

Jarrod lowered his head and bit her collarbone hard. Then, he looked at her with bloodshot eyes. “Tell me, did you enjoy it?"

Although Nicole couldn't move her body, one of her hands was still able. She raised it and gave Jarrod a hard slap. It was so hard that blood immediately oozed out of the corners of his mouth.

"It's none of your business. I said get out of here!"