Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Every word that Jarrod said only made Nicole more disgusted. She felt so dizzy now that her vision was gradually blurring. She had to see her mother before she collapsed.
Nicole looked at Jarrod and repeated word by word, “I want to see my mother.”
“Okay, I’ll take you to her,” Jarrod agreed.
Outside, Jamie still knelt on the ground, choking with sobs. She didn’t want to get in the car.
Jamie had no idea where Alec was taking her. She was so frightened that she cried, “I want to see Jarrod. Take me to him.”
At this moment, Jarrod had come out of the mourning hall with Nicole.
Alec immediately approached him and asked, “Mr. Schultz, what will I do next?”
When Jamie heard Jarrod’s name, she crawled over madly. She fumbled around and cried, “Jarrod, you can’t do this to me. Have you forgotten who saved you before?”
Jarrod stopped in his tracks and asked the driver to take Nicole to the car first.
Jamie shouted, “It was me! It was me, Jarrod! How can you be so ungrateful?”
Thinking of the time when Jamie saved him, Jarrod’s eyes turned cold.
“Jamie, am I not good enough for you?”
He didn’t forget the fact that he owed her his life. To return the favor, he was even so generous to her that he gave her a mansion worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
After he decided to cancel their wedding and engagement, he had drafted a contract to compensate her with one-third of his assets.
Even if they couldn’t become a couple, he would take care of Jamie for the rest of her life to show her his gratitude.
But what Jamie did now made him feel he was an idiot, being deceived by her for this long.
Jamie could never change back to the gentle and kind-hearted person he used to appreciate in his heart. Instead, he felt sick at the thought of her.
“Jamie, this is the last time I will repay your kindness. I won’t let you die. Instead, I will let you live a good life.”
Then, he turned to Alec and ordered, “Take her to the seaside villa.”
Jamie’s face turned as white as a sheet. She screamed while lying on the ground, “No, Jarrod! I’m not going to that villa. I want to go to the hospital. Jarrod, please…”
“Don’t let me hear your voice again,” Jarrod said ruthlessly. As he spoke, there was no expression on his handsome face.
“Remember, this is the last favor I will do for you. Otherwise, you will stay in jail for the rest of your life.”
These words sent a shiver down Jamie’s spine. Her body trembled like a leaf in the cold wind.
If Jarrod wanted to find evidence of her crimes, it would be a piece of cake for him.
Before Jamie could react, Jarrod had already turned around and left without hesitation.
Soon, Jarrod and Nicole arrived at a private hospital.
As soon as Nicole entered the ward, she saw Dora lying in the intensive care unit.
There was no expression on Dora’s face. It was as if she was only in a deep slumber.
“I want to enter the ICU,” Nicole said in a trembling voice, staring at Dora through the glass wall.
Logically speaking, she was not allowed to get in the ICU.
But considering Dora’s current condition and out of humanity, the doctor allowed Nicole to go in and see Dora for the last time.
After all, Nicole would need to decide whether to remove the ventilator or not.
After changing into sterilized clothes, Nicole slowly walked in with trembling legs.
Instantly, tears streamed down her face like a waterfall.
She was alone with her mother at the moment, so she could show her most vulnerable side as much as she wanted.
“Mom, I know you miss my dad so much. But why can’t you just stay with me for a few more days? Just a few more days, please. Mom…
Dad… Why do you have to leave me? Why don’t you wait for me?”
Nicole cried so hard that she was out of breath. Her body went numb for a moment. Then, she felt pain all over her body.
Her hoarse and sorrowful cries filled the entire ICU. She was overwhelmed by sadness.
Soon, the visiting hours ended.
Nicole knelt on the floor and whispered, “Mom, dad, wait for me. We will reunite soon.”
In the surveillance room, Jarrod watched Nicole on the screen, a pang of pain striking his heart.
Jarrod longed to embrace Nicole, yet he was acutely aware of his current lack of standing to do so.
During their silent car ride back, neither spoke a word.
Upon arriving at the mourning hall, Jarrod noticed Nicole had succumbed to sleep, worn out from being awake for two days straight.
Observing her peaceful slumber, Jarrod chose not to disturb her, allowing her to rest in the car.
“Wlaah…” Suddenly, Nicole began crying in her sleep.
Her body trembled, and her muffled sobs deeply affected Jarrod.
Feeling as if his heart were ensnared by chains and grappling with immense guilt, Jarrod’s face turned ashen.
He then did what he had longed to do. He gently held Nicole in his arms.
In her sleep, Nicole, mistaking him for someone else, clung tightly to his arm.
Jarrod, breathing deeply, remained still, fearful of waking her.
After a while, exhaustion overcame Jarrod.
Having also been awake for two days, Nicole’s closeness, the focus of his turmoil, lulled Jarrod into sleep.
Nicole’s eyes suddenly snapped open to the sound of Jarrod’s steady breathing.
Contrary to appearances, she had not been asleep.
The thought of resting next to someone she deemed a demon was inconceivable.
Quietly, she slipped from Jarrod’s embrace, leaving him slumped against the seat, vulnerable in sleep.
The moonlight cast a deceptive glow on his stern, yet striking features, masking his underlying ruthlessness.
Nicole, eyeing the driver’s seatbelt, a sinister idea forming in her mind, contemplated an evil plan. And that was to kill Jarrod.
The weight of her suffering and the lawrence family’s tragedies all traced back to this man.
Nicole believed that by eliminating the root of these woes, she could finally give her parents peace.
In her mind, avenging them meant joining them in the afterlife.
As she pulled out the seatbelt and wrapped it around Jarrod’s neck, her hands shook, tears streaming down her face.
She had never squashed an ant, how could she take a human life?
Frozen, unable to complete the final act, her resolve wavered.
Then, a deep, raspy voice shattered the silence. “Why stop now?”
Jarrod’s eyes opened, his gaze in the moonlight unreadable.
He reached out, pressing the back of Nicole’s hand, still clutching the seatbelt. His voice was icy as he asked, “Do you need help?”
For a moment, Nicole’s mind went blank.
A flood of anger, unwillingness, and hatred surged within her.
She had lost her chance, and Jarrod wouldn’t grant her another.
Tears spilled over, her shoulders shaking.
Jarrod chuckled. “What? Too annoyed to cry?”
Tears filled Nicole’s eyes, leaving her speechless. Her shoulders shook, and her heart was consumed with loathing. She despised her own inability to end his life.
Jarrod’s heart twisted at the sight of Nicole’s tears.