Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
Lowe doubted Vicki’s words. The last time, he had suffered a lot and became impotent because Jarrod had made him pay dearly due to his failed attempt to get intimate with Nicole.
Despite Jarrod’s refusal to acknowledge his doings, Lowe was certain it was Jarrod’s instruction. There could be no one else.
Having been punished by Jarrod for merely teasing Nicole, Lowe knew better than to mess with Nicole again. Should he do anything across the line, the consequences could be dire.
Certain individuals stood out distinctly amidst the throng, much like Jarrod. His intense gaze mirrored that of a famished wolf, its hunger unappeased by time, emitting an aura suggesting he could engulf someone whole with a single gulp.
Vicki chuckled. “Lowe, your fear is unwarranted. This woman is insignificant, a mere pawn in Jarrod’s game, discarded and irrelevant. Why grant her such importance?” Her words dripped with contempt.
Jarrod had claimed to leave Nicole alone, yet Vicki was far from content. Her sole desire was to unleash her fury upon Nicole. She blamed Nicole for Jarrod’s reluctance to have any other children than Austin and his ensuing psychological aversion to kids. What else could explain Jarrod’s sudden desire to undergo a vasectomy? It had to be the witched Nicole!
Lowe remarked, “Vicki, your words today are duly noted. Should any issue arise, I’ll make sure our dad knows this idea originated from you. Denial serves no purpose. My assistant is listening in.”
Vicki seethed with rage at Lowe’s caution, nearly consumed by her fury. Lowe displayed cowardice beyond belief. What was he so afraid of? Retribution from Jarrod? Jarrod couldn’t possibly harbor such vindictiveness, right? She retorted, “Very well, I agree. I assure you, there will be no retaliation from Jarrod. It’s absurd how terrified you are of that wench.”
Lowe chuckled. “It stems from the last incident with Jarrod. Hence, the need for caution.”
However, Vicki’s suggestion ignited a genuine interest in Lowe. He had experimented with numerous individuals, toys, and methods, all to no avail.
The prospect was worth exploring. Since he assumed Nicole was the root cause of his impotent, why not give her a shot? Perhaps it could yield results.
Moreover, despite Nicole’s unfortunate circumstances, she still exuded a certain allure toward men. Her drooping, upturned, glassy eyes possessed a captivating quality akin to a fox’s, ensnaring hearts and enticing misdeeds.
It came as no surprise that Jarrod couldn’t shake Nicole from his mind. Her allure was undeniable.
Vicki may not have grasped the situation, but Lowe was fully aware of what was unfolding. At least once, Jarrod had truly loved Nicole.
As for now, whether Jarrod was weary of Nicole or not, Vicki’s words held no weight, nor did his observations.
However, it had been ages since Jarrod had shown any regard for Nicole. He must have moved on. Since he had moved on, then…
Lowe smirked cunningly. “Since you’ve said that, I’ll have to put her to the test. Is she truly that captivating, capable of inspiring love and desire?”
At this, Vicki chuckled derisively. “You men are all the same, drawn to women who are counterfeit and shallow. Your preferences are disappointingly predictable.”
“Well, Vicki, it’s time for you to depart. Don’t impede my progress.”
Lowe wasted no time in stripping down, eager to commence his endeavor.
Vicki glanced at Nicole, who struggled to remain awake, and remarked, “Very well, you carry on and enjoy yourself.”
With that, she exited the room, slamming the door behind her.
Lowe removed his shirt, exposing his pale skin and a_ slight protrusion around his midsection, easily concealed beneath clothing.
It appeared he hadn’t devoted much time to exercise and had indulged in a life of comfort.
Approaching the still-dazed Nicole, Lowe lifted her chin, studying her beautiful yet pitiable visage. He sneered, “My dear, let’s engage in a little diversion. Shall we play a game?”
Nicole remained in a haze, her consciousness fluctuating. Unable to discern Lowe’s intentions, she could only manage, “What… What are you doing?”
Nicole understood the gravity of her situation. Vicki’s threat resonated vividly in her mind. Vicki vowed to harm Austin. Such a notion was utterly intolerable! She would never allow anyone to harm Austin!
Nicole clenched a shard of broken glass tightly, piercing her palm and using the pain and blood to fend off drowsiness. She couldn’t afford to lose consciousness. Lowe was nothing but a despicable individual.
Before long, Lowe prepared a drink laced with certain additives and coerced Nicole into consuming it. “Drink up. It’s an aphrodisiac. Later, you’ll entertain me.”
It wasn’t that Lowe lacked initiative. He simply couldn’t muster it.
Despite entertaining various thoughts about engaging with Nicole, he found himself unable to achieve an erection. If he wished for Nicole’s compliance, he had to assert dominance first. That was the only way to make her heed his commands.
Nicole attempted to topple the drink, but Lowe had anticipated her move and seized her wrist, applying a forceful twist.
Nicole weakened, and the broken glass plummeted to the ground alongside her hand.
Lowe chuckled scornfully. “Miss Lawrence, I suggest you cooperate. Otherwise, you’ll face consequences.”
He grasped Nicole’s chin, compelling her to consume the concoction.
Feigning sincerity, he added, “Miss Lawrence, don’t feel aggrieved. Jarrod isn’t a commendable individual. He’s volatile and perpetually wears a stern expression. I simply don’t appreciate such traits. I, on the other hand, treat women with kindness and generosity, far better than him.”
Nicole’s mouth was held shut, rendering her incapable of forming coherent sentences, only emitting muffled sounds.
Lowe felt content witnessing Nicole consume half of the liquid and clapped his hands gleefully. He continued, “Exactly. There’s no benefit in defying me. But if you comply and serve me well, I’ll reward you generously…”
During his speech, he delivered a harsh slap across Nicole’s cheek, as if he was slapping a woman in a brothel.
The sting of the slap jolted Nicole awake, igniting a fierce gleam in her eyes. “If you dare lay a hand on me, you’ll regret it!” she coldly warned.
Lowe chuckled. “Miss Lawrence, still defiant even now. You possess the spirit of a noble lady, steadfast and unyielding. I rather admire itt”
Nicole fixed him with a steely gaze and enunciated each word, “I’m not jesting. Both you and your sister will pay the price!”
Lowe thought Nicole was just being stubborn and pretending to be reserved. He wondered if she would still resist him after the drink took effect.
Taking his time, Lowe chatted with Nicole about various topics, trying to find ways to stimulate himself since he couldn’t achieve an erection.
“Miss Lawrence, can you tell me why women like you are all interested in someone like Jarrod?” Lowe asked sincerely. “I’m not that bad, am I? Why do women only care about my money and not me?
Damn it! Jarrod is so cold and treats women poorly. Is it because he has some secret that makes women feel especially comfortable in bed?
“Hmm?”
Lowe couldn’t comprehend why so many women were drawn to Jarrod. He wasn’t bad-Looking, even if he wasn’t as handsome as Jarrod.
Wasn’t status and identity supposed to be a man’s greatest assets?
Lowe was a well-known wealthy man. Yet, the socialites and club girls he knew couldn’t take their eyes off Jarrod whenever they saw him.
But Jarrod didn’t even look at them or give them any suggestive hints. Why was that?
Lowe really couldn’t understand. He couldn’t figure it out…
Nicole responded coldly, “You’re both not human, so there’s no point in comparing.”
Lowe chuckled. “Well, Miss Lawrence, your perspective is unique. Maybe women just like bad men. I’ll be bad to you later and make you feel lost. Then you won’t miss Jarrod anymore.”
Lowe deliberately emphasized the last sentence. In his mind, he assumed Nicole was Jarrod’s woman because of the lesson he had learned last time. He wouldn’t easily forget such a huge insult.
Lowe gently flicked the corner of Nicole’s clothes and teased, “Why do you want to take a man away from my sister? She’s been two-faced since childhood, able to manipulate my parents and actually receive praise for being kind. I’ve suffered so much because of her. Now, I’m starting to think my situation might be her fault.”
His tone was full of resentment, revealing years of pent-up anger.
“If it wasn’t for Vicki’s mentioning you, I wouldn’t have gotten so angry and said those things to Jarrod. Then, Jarrod wouldn’t have had someone mess with me, making it impossible for me to have an erection.
It’s all because of her! I’ve suffered so much but still didn’t learn my lesson. I shouldn’t have listened to her. She’s too good at manipulating people.
You know, Vicki’s reputation in the social circle didn’t come from being good, but from getting others to do bad things. She painted herself as the good person, the justice fighter, the noble and elegant Miss Hampton.”
Lowe’s anger grew as he spoke. He picked up the bottle and took a drink.
“You see, she brought Doreen here today and stirred up trouble with just a few words with Doreen taking all the blame for today. See how smart she is? Jarrod is Doreen’s uncle, so he can’t do anything to Doreen. My sister is the smartest and invincible.”
As Nicole listened, she began to feel strange. The drink Lowe forced her to take was taking effect. She felt hot and uncomfortable. An uncontrollable urge to beg for mercy welled up inside her.
Nicole was on the verge of losing control, her vision starting to blur. Desperately, she grabbed the wine bottle on the table.
Lowe, wary, took a step back and said, “Nicole, you’re a smart person. Why make me use force? You should know you can’t hurt me now. Do you think you can even hold that bottle steady? Your heart must be racing. Do you really think you can hurt me? Don’t overestimate yourself…”
“Bang!” A loud crash echoed through the room.
Lowe stood stunned, speechless.
“You… You…” He tried to speak but couldn’t form a sentence.
Nicole had smashed the bottle against her own head, breaking it and leaving a jagged edge. Blood streamed down from her hair, eyelashes, and nose, creating a strange and frightening sight in the warm light.
Blood smeared her lips, making her look both beautiful and terrifying as she slowly opened her mouth and said, “I may not be able to hurt you, but I can hurt myself. Want to play with me? Then play with my corpse. How about it?”
Lowe fell back, scrambling away in fear. He muttered, “What the hell! Crazy woman! Madwoman! You’re as mad as that dog…”
How could Lowe play with a dead person… He wasn’t that pervert.
She was insane…
Nicole pressed the sharp end of the broken bottle against her neck.
Blood flowed down, making the situation even more perilous.
“Do you want to play or not?” Nicole asked, her blood-stained Lips parting slightly. “Don’t be so cowardly, Lowe… Aren’t you fearless? What are you afraid of?”