Sure enough, Deniz got what he wanted. Victory was his.

Deniz believed that Vicki's agreement was more reliable than Lowe's.

After all, Jarrod might not respect Lowe, but he would have to respect his fiancée.

Deniz spat on the ground disgustedly and muttered, “What a mess. This time, I'm going to settle everything once and for all. I will let you taste the sufferings I've endured."

Jarrod parked the car at the airport's parking lot and directly arranged a chartered flight. He had no idea that Vicki followed him to the airport to stop him from leaving.

At this moment, Jarrod was waiting inside the VIP boarding lounge.

When he was about to board, Vicki's soft voice sounded behind him.

"Jarrod..."

Jarrod stopped and turned around. His brows unconsciously furrowed.

He looked at her and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Instead of answering his question, Vicki asked, "Where are you going?"

Jarrod paused for a few seconds and asked, "Are you sure you want to hear the truth from me directly?"

Vicki felt like her heart sank. “Jarrod, you promised you wouldn't lie to me."

Jarrod replied calmly, "I haven't lied to you. I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Jarrod's demeanor suggested he meant his words. But when Vicki was about to open her mouth, she choked up. She was overwhelmed by fear.

What if their relationship would be over if she asked?

Vicki felt a lump in her throat. But finally, she found her voice, although it was trembling. "Jarrod, I don't want to know anymore. Please don't go. Just go home and have dinner with me, okay?"

However, Jarrod refused firmly. “No, I'm not going back."

“Jarrod, I won't ask where you are going. But can you leave me some dignity? Just this once, listen to me. Then, after that..." Vicki struggled to finish her words. But finally, she said slowly, “After that, you can go wherever you want. I won't ask anything."

She wanted to buy time to figure out a way to deal with Nicole.