“I... I'll get changed," Nicole whispered with quivering Lips.

She changed into the clothes right in front of Jarrod and slipped on an overcoat.

Jarrod cast a disdainful glance at her and pushed open the door.

Nicole, however, remained behind.

When he turned around, he found that Nicole was squatting on the porch with beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She was in pain again.

She had waited for him to return without eating anything, leading to a painful stomachache.

Crouched and panting heavily, Nicole pleaded, “Jarrod, could we go out tomorrow? I have a stomachache..."

Jarrod looked at her, devoid of sympathy, thinking she was just putting on an act.

Her acting looked convincing.

How foolish of him to feel pity for her.

Was he going to fall for her tricks again?

Jarrod stared at her with narrowed eyes and said in an icy tone, "If you don't want to go out, maybe I should ask your mother if she's free to accompany me."

As soon as he said these words, he reached for his phone to make the call.

"I... I'll go," Nicole said, struggling to suppress her discomfort.

Jarrod looked at her with utter contempt.

Although feeling unwell, Nicole climbed into Jarrod's car. He drove to the club at full speed. As soon as Nicole stepped out of the car, she could not hold back anymore and vomited.

The acid reflux caused intense pain. Nicole wiped her mouth with a wet tissue and was shocked to find out she had vomited blood again.

When the pain somehow subsided, Nicole straightened up to find Jarrod had already entered the club without even looking back at her.

Nicole followed Jarrod in a hurry. But when Jarrod saw her come in, he still pressed the door close.

The abrupt movement of the elevator nearly made Nicole vomit blood again.