Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
She was back within two minutes.
The sound of Vicki’s high heels clacking made Nicole slightly anxious.
Vicki approached Nicole and stomped on her foot. “Why won’t you just die, Nicole?”
Hatred seethed in Vicki’s voice.
Nicole sensed something off with Vicki. Vicki had been calm, just observing the scene earlier. What had changed her demeanor so drastically after the phone call? What could she have heard?
Vicki was furious because a contact at the hospital had informed her that Jarrod was scheduled for a ligation. A ligation? Damn it!
Vicki’s face twisted in rage. What was Jarrod thinking! How could he choose to have a ligation? That would mean she could never have his children. Without a child, she feared Jarrod might eventually leave her.
Vicki had thought Jarrod adored children, given his softened demeanor around Austin. How could he decide against having his own children?
Could it be that Nicole was Austin’s biological mother so he showed so much care?
It dawned on Vicki that Jarrod didn’t want a child except with Nicole. Why? She was far from reconciled. She felt she was no less than Nicole.
People like Vicki, having stuck with the gentle facade for too long, would react desperately when they felt cornered.
In a huff, Vicki pulled out her phone and quickly dialed a number.
“Where are you? Get to Kingbel Club now. Hurry.”
Trapped in the trash bag, Nicole couldn’t make out this phone call.
Vicki then shoved Doreen aside, slowly squatted down and spoke to Nicole, whose head was still in the trash bag. “Nicole…”
Nicole held her breath, straining to hear Vicki’s next words.
Vicki’s smile was chilling as she uttered each word, “I will kill your child. I certainly will.”
Now that Jarrod planned to undergo a ligation, Vicki resolved to end Austin’s life just before Jarrod’s surgery, aiming to force him to relinquish his plan for a Ligation.
Nicole was shocked at Vicki’s bold declaration. She thrashed about frantically. “No! No! Vicki, what did you promise me? You promised to let me see Austin!”
Nicole’s cries were muffled by the trash bag, her voice barely audible.
Vicki’s laughter echoed loudly. “Honestly, I never intended to let your child go.”
Vicki’s eyes blazed with madness.
After enduring prolonged oppression, when all hope was crushed into despair, a person could transform into someone unrecognizable.
“Your son should never have been born. His biggest mistake was coming from your womb! Nicole, you’re the real culprit!” Vicki’s expression was fierce as she hissed into Nicole’s ear.
By this time, Doreen was too intoxicated to make sense of the new side of Vicki. All she could see in Vicki’s eyes was an intense focus on Nicole as if driven by a wild desire to torment her.
“Vicki!” Nicole cried out. In a swift motion, she ripped the garbage bag off her head, her eyes bloodshot, and exclaimed, “I will make you pay every last dime. Don’t you dare harm Austin!” She was almost shouting.
Just then, Vicki struck Nicole on the head with a wine bottle.
Blood blossomed across Nicole’s face like a gruesome flower, lending her an eerie allure.
Vicki slid the bottle across Nicole’s cheek, jabbing her occasionally with the bottleneck. The pain was excruciating, and Nicole knew her face was severely damaged. She had been enduring torment for so long that she lacked the strength to fight back. Eventually, she collapsed to the ground.
Vicki’s smugness was evident as she taunted, “Nicole, you want me to pay the price? With what? You have no power or influence. Your parents are gone. What can you use against me? Sure, you have some money, but is it more than what the Hampton and Schultz families possess? You talk of revenge, but with what resources? I’m really curious.”
“Do you really want to know?” Nicole asked through gritted teeth.
“I’m not interested,” Vicki sneered dismissively. “In my eyes, you’re nothing but an ant. I can crush you as I please. You can’t possibly do anything to me. You’re not even worthy!”
Vicki smirked and continued, “Once I marry Jarrod, do you think I’ll spare you or your child? I’ll make sure the Lawrence family is reunited under my terms. How’s that?”
“Vicki, you will definitely regret this!” Nicole snapped, her eyes seething with anger. She lay in a pool of blood and alcohol, her eyes burning with determination.
“You think I don’t know who your pillar is? Is it Jarrod?” Nicole questioned, smirking.
Vicki’s expression faltered. She hadn’t expected Nicole to bring up Jarrod. Indeed, Jarrod was her mainstay and the man she deeply loved.
Yet, her love for him was tainted by his refusal to allow her to become a mother, insisting instead that she raise another woman’s child. She couldn’t accept it. Why did it have to be her?
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Back then, Vicki had accepted Jarrod’s stipulation not to have children with her as a temporary compromise. Without that agreement, she would never have become his fianc?e.
Jarrod was adamant about not having other children than Austin. Vicki had thought she could change his mind after their wedding. If she were careful, she believed she could hide a pregnancy until it was too late for Jarrod to do anything about it. But she never got the opportunity.
Now, it seemed Jarrod did not want children at all, except perhaps with Nicole.
Despite knowing this, Vicki felt compelled to maintain her facade and act like everything was fine. She couldn’t just let go of Jarrod.
“Nicole, you’re too late. Jarrod has already moved on from you. Do you think he’ll still want you after you tried to make a scene at another man’s wedding? Can you really expect him to be so shameless?”
Vicki challenged.
Vicki’s confidence was unwavering as she added, “You’re just the disgrace of Ardlens. Jarrod won’t want anything to do with you anymore.”
Nicole was in a miserable state, yet she mustered the strength to sit up. She leaned against the wall and fixed Vicki with a confident smile.
“It seems you’re afraid. In fact, you’re not just afraid. You know the truth of my words. You’re afraid I will shatter all your expectations,” Nicole said, her amusement apparent.
Nicoler’s calm and steady tone caused Vicki’s confidence to waver, her heart sinking with each word. This couldn’t be happening. It was impossible!
Vicki repeatedly reassured herself that Nicole was just trying to intimidate her. There was no way Jarrod would want a woman who had feelings for someone else. His pride was too great to tolerate such a slight. It was utterly impossible.
“You’re trying to trick me.” Vicki laughed as she managed to regain her composure. “What can you possibly achieve alone?”
Nicole’s laughter mirrored Vicki’s as she retorted, “Whether it’s a trick, you know the answer very well. You must be well aware whether I have the means to act on it.”
Vicki remained skeptical.
In Vicki’s eyes, Jarrod was a detached and proud man with tons of pursuers. How could he possibly accept Nicole, who simply turned a blind eye to his efforts to win her back and opposed him repeatedly for another man? No man could endure such disgrace.
Vicki stood, stepped onto Nicole’s hand, and pressed down forcefully.
Nicole was rendered powerless under her weight.
“Nicole, I have a gift for you. Do you want to know what it is?”
Vicki smirked.
Grimacing in pain, Nicole could only listen as Vicki continued, “My brother is eager to meet you. You should entertain him well. If you can please him, I might let you see your son before he dies. How does that sound?”
Nicole’s face contorted with a mix of horror and despair. She knew of Vicki’s half-brother, Lowe, and his notorious past.
An incident had left Lowe with erection problems, which in turn twisted his psyche, making him increasingly depraved. He had become an expert at tormenting women, much like eunuchs.
Nicole didn’t expect Vicki to have such evil thoughts. She felt too weak to struggle further. Although she had incriminating evidence against Vicki, she feared she couldn’t withstand Lowe’s torment.
As these thoughts raced through her mind, the door swung open. Lowe walked in leisurely.
“Vicki, what brilliant scheme have you concocted that you wished to see me?” Lowe asked with an eerie calmness. His slicked-back hair and pale complexion gave him a disturbingly gentle appearance.
Though that incident had rendered Lowe impotent, his sexual desires remained unquenched. His long-suppressed urges and perverse indulgences warped his demeanor into something grotesquely peculiar.
Vicki slowly rose to her feet and clapped her hands. “Lowe, I’ve prepared something special for you. After all, I know you so well, don’t I?” she said with a mischievous smile.
Upon seeing Nicole’s face clearly, Lowe’s eyes narrowed in suspicion.
He had suffered multiple times due to this woman, and more importantly, she was indirectly involved in the incident that left him sexually inactive forever.
At that time, Lowe was trying to get intimate with Nicole. Furious, Jarrod sent someone to intimidate him.
It scared him so badly that he couldn’t even get an erection. At first, he believed he could recover, but now he knew it was impossible. It was all because of Nicole. She was the culprit.
“The source of your troubles is right here, Lowe. Why not give it a try and see if she cures your ailment?” Vicki chuckled and teased.
“What good intentions could you possibly have for me? You’re surely plotting some mischief to harm me further,” Lowe said, looking at Vicki with wary eyes.
“Lowe, why so cautious? Scared that Jarrod will come after you?”
Vicki taunted.
“Don’t worry, he won’t,” Vicki reassured Lowe confidently.
Vicki sneered, “You’re my brother. Jarrod wouldn’t come after you for a woman he’s not involved with, would he?”
Lowe chuckled wryly. He retorted, “Indeed. If he wants to make me pay, you have to help me resolve it.”