Jarrod's dark eyes turned cold. He grabbed her neck, pinched it hard, and slammed her against the glass.

“It seems you haven't learned enough lessons."

It took a long while for Jarrod to quench his desire.

Then he got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After coming out of the bathroom, he leaned against the headboard lazily, reached for the cigarette box on the bedside table, and took one cigarette. He put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a deep drag.

He blew a mouthful of smoke, shrouding his handsome face. His eyes were fixed on the motionless figure on the floor. He said lightly, "Miss Lawrence, that's all you've got?"

Since Nicole lay on the floor naked, she felt so cold that she trembled all over. Her body was covered with red and purple marks.

She knew she had no way out, so she let it be.

Three years? No, it wouldn't last that long. If Jarrod continued to torture her like this, it would only take at most three months for her to be killed by him.

Especially now that he found she had come in contact with the former partners of the Lawrence family. Her road ahead would only become more difficult.

If she wanted to pull off a success, she must first make him let down his guard.

But what should she do? He was stubborn, and he didn't believe anyone that easily.

What if she used a combination of hard and soft methods?

Nicole was still lost in thought, pondering what to do next, when her face was suddenly pinched up. The tears that were about to fall hung up on the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, she looked aggrieved and fragile. She seemed to lose all her strength.

Jarrod stared at her. This time, the sternness in his eyes faded slightly. He said in a casual tone, "Do you think you're wronged?"

Nicole noticed the change in his emotions and decided to take advantage of this opportunity. She squeezed out more tears and said angrily, “Jarrod, do you only know how to make a woman suffer? Shame on you! A real man should be able to satisfy a woman in bed, not the other way around."

Jarrod sneered coldly, “And do you think you deserve it?"

His words annoyed Nicole even more.

She retorted, “Why don't you untie me? So I can let you know whether I deserve it or not?"