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. Even 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, I'll 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 would 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!

Nicole had a long sleep. It was already almost nine in the morning when she woke up the next day. She was so exhausted that her body desperately craved rest.

When Nicole sobered up, she realized she was already late. She rushed to the bathroom and quickly washed up. Then, she went to open the door. She found the chair she propped against the door last night was still there.