Filed to story: My Husband Regrets Divorcing Me (Audrey & Cornell)
He realized he had miscalculated, underestimating Nicole’s ingenuity. He should never have let his guard down, not even for a moment.
“Nicole, this is the last time I’m telling you ??let Jamie go!”
Jarrod demanded.
His intense gaze bore into Nicole, his eyes sharp and accusing as if trying to penetrate her soul.
Anyone would be intimidated by a look like that, including Nicole.
Nicole had seen Jarrod angry before, but today his fury was exceptional, almost palpable, as if he might lash out at her at any moment.
Nicole thought Jarrod’s anger stemmed from the fact that Jamie was being held hostage, the person Jarrod valued above all others.
Nicole wouldn’t have dared, knowing the reaction it would provoke, but she was desperate.
She could not allow her father to remain vulnerable to Jarrod’s whims, risking imprisonment at his displeasure.
Nicole knew her father would not survive long in jail, especially with his declining health.
She might never see him again if he was incarcerated.
Therefore, she decided to take a chance.
Holding the fork against Jamie’s neck, Nicole looked at Jarrod defiantly.
“Jarrod, you have twenty minutes. If I don’t see the contract and documents, I will,” she said calmly.
That was the deadline she had set for herself. In his weakened state, he could not prolong this confrontation. He had to act quickly.
Jarrod’s eyes darkened with anger.
“Nicole, you’re courting death!” he said, each word laced with chilling intensity.
His voice, colder than the deepest ice, sent shivers through the listeners.
Nicole remained unperturbed. She glanced at the wall clock and said, “Mr. Schultz, you have nineteen minutes and thirty seconds.”
Bang! Jarrod’s hand, charged with anger, ripped off a valuable vase. The vase fell to the floor, shattering into countless pieces.
His face contorted in fury, he gritted his teeth and warned, “Nicole, have you thought about the consequences?”
“Yes, but what other choice do I have?”. Nicole’s expression did not waver.
For her, it was a choice between a terrible situation and an even worse one.
Seizing the opportunity to act seemed the only way to secure her family’s future.
Jamie, caught in the middle, had not foreseen Nicole’s audacity to use her as a bargaining chip against Jarrod.
This situation accentuated the strained relationship between Nicole and Jarrod, forcing Nicole to take drastic measures.
At the time, Jamie refused to let Nicole take advantage of her. If Nicole’s plan succeeded, how could she assert her control over Nicole later?
Jamie subtly flicked her wrist, wondering if she could overpower Nicole in Nicole’s weakened state.
But as she tried to move, a sharp pain in her neck stopped her.
“Hss…” Jamie let out a choked moan, feeling something wet slide down.
In the next second, a drop of blood fell to the floor.
Nicole, pressing her finger against Jamie’s vein, threatened, “Jamie, don’t try anything, or I will!”
As Jamie realized the blood was hers, her panic increased.
“Ah! Help! Jarrod, save me, he’s going to kill me!” Jamie’s screams were filled with hysteria.
Jarrod frowned at the sound of Jamie’s terrified voice and his eyes grew colder.
Dealing with Nicole alone was manageable, but he couldn’t jeopardize Jamie’s safety.
Jarrod made a call quickly, his voice icy, “Get the A7E8 contracts now.”
After hanging up, he gave Nicole a mocking look, “I hope you’re ready for the end of your life.”
But Nicole was unexpectedly serene.
Facing death with cancer, she found a strange sense of calm.
After all, what could be scarier than death itself?
Soon Alec arrived with documents and disks in hand. He presented them to Nicole, who meticulously checked each one, confirming their authenticity.
Once satisfied, Nicole said disdainfully, “Burn them.”
Alec looked at Jarrod, who ordered with a grim expression, “Do it.
Burn them.”
The papers and disks were quickly consumed by the flames.
Nicole’s usual calmness broke, revealing a flash of triumph.
She had eliminated the threat and freed her father from jail.
As the last of the documents turned to ashes, Jarrod, dressed in black, exuded a menacing elegance.
He locked his gaze on Nicole as he shouted, “Let Jamie go!”.
Nicole, still clutching Jamie by the throat, bargained, “I have one more condition.”
“Nicole Lawrence!” Jarrod roared.
“Don’t force me to take your parents away from you this instant!”
Every line on Jarrod’s face radiated lethal intent. He almost lost what little reason he had left. He couldn’t stand to be manipulated.
“Then let’s see who acts faster,” Nicole replied calmly, masking her clenched hand.
With her right hand injured, she relied on the strength of her arm to hold Jamie down, enduring excruciating pain at every turn.
The fork in Nicole’s hand wobbled, on the verge of falling.
She was running out of time to negotiate.
Without waiting for Jarrod’s response, she made her demand clear: “Promise me you won’t hurt my parents. I will face the consequences of my actions, but leave them out of this!”.
Nicole was willing to face whatever Jarrod had in store for her, as long as her parents were safe.
She was aware that, with her life ebbing away, her time of final rest was approaching.
It was just a matter of enduring more pain and suffering until then.
Yet, in a way, this pain served as a vivid reminder that she was alive.
Silence enveloped the room.
Jamie, with tears streaming down her face, whimpered, “Jarrod, it hurts…”.
Finally, Jarrod, through gritted teeth, agreed, “Okay. I give you my word.”
Nicole, hearing this, felt a surge of relief, but her body was reaching its limit.
She loosened her grip gingerly.
Jamie, realizing Nicole was weakening, saw an opportunity.
Her eyes flashed with sudden intuition, as a sinister plan quickly formed in her thoughts. Suddenly, the fork was plunged into Jamie’s neck.
It happened so fast that no one realized how it happened, not even Nicole.
Jamie clutched his neck, screaming.
“Jarrod, he’s going to kill me.
Then he collapsed to the floor.
“Jamie!” Jarrod ran to Jamie, with a panicked expression. In one swift move, he kicked Nicole in the chest with a resounding blow.
Caught off guard, Nicole was thrown backwards, crashing into a rack of flowers.