Her face lit up with joy at the sight of Jarrod.

At this moment, she walked up to him with a beaming smile and greeted, "You're back."

On the contrary, Jarrod was standing at the door and staring at her with cold eyes.

Nicole was about to take his coat when suddenly, she sensed something was amiss.

"You're quite the actress, aren't you?" Jarrod uttered in disdain.

"What?" Nicole froze. Before she could react, his eyes bore into her with a chilling intensity.

Jarrod smirked.

"Put on something sexy and come out with me."

Nicole was stunned. Confused as to what Jarrod was talking about, she stammered, "But you haven't eaten what I made..."

Before she could finish, Jarrod brushed past her, walked over to the table, and waved his hand.

Crash! Jarred yanked the table cloth and overturned the table with a sinister smile on his face.

"I've had it."

Even though Nicole was not the brightest of the bunch, she could sense that something was wrong. She glanced at the mess on the floor and asked with forced calm, "Jarrod, what's wrong?"

Without glancing at Nicole, Jarrod pulled a piece of clothing from the wardrobe and flung it in her direction.

“Just wear this," he commanded.

Nicole stared at the garment in shock.

Jarrod bought it for her to wear in bed. How could she possibly wear it in public?

“What are you waiting for? Get changed," Jarrod ordered, his voice cold and commanding.

“Or should I call your mother to help you?"

His words sent shivers down her spine.