NovelEnglishShe Is In A Critical Condition But the silence in the ward didn't last long.
Soon, the crowd came back to their senses.
When they saw Jarrod come in with the help of a walking stick, they didn’t feel even the slightest sense of threat.
Suddenly, a middle-aged wretched man stepped forward, looked at the disheveled yet stunning Nicole, reached out, and
grabbed her hair violently.
He sneered coldly, “Nicole, if you don't have money to pay us, why don't you sell yourself? You are undoubtedly beautiful.
Many men will definitely want to sleep with you.
You can serve several of them in one night.
Then, you should be able to pay your parents’ debts and...” Before the wretched man could finish his words, a dark silver light
directly hit his face.
Then, there was a loud thud.
It was followed by a muffled voice.
It turned out that the base of Jarrod's walking stick hit the man's face.
It was so hard that it created a sharp gust of wind.
That glimmer of silver light came from the silver ornament embedded at the base of the black walking stick with a golden dragon
head on the handle.
In an instant, the man spat out a mouthful of blood.
Four of his front teeth flew out.
He writhed in agony on the floor.
His distorted face looked horrible.
Everyone in the ward was so shocked that they stood rooted to the spot.
They could not believe the man with a pale face and weak appearance possessed such incredible strength.
Fear surged in their hearts, and no one dared to approach Nicole anymore.
But if they thought it was over, they were wrong.
Jarrod's walking stick sounded on the floor.
Jarrod walked up to the wretched man and said word by word, "I told you not to touch her." After saying this, he curled his lips
slightly.
His grip on the handle of his walking stick tightened.
Then, he gently lifted it and thumped it down again.
But its base didn't hit the floor.
Instead, it firmly pressed against the wretched man's palm.
Then, Jarrod turned and ground it.
"Ahhh!" The man felt like his hand was about to break.
The excruciating pain made him scream like crazy.
He was very scared, thinking he would lose his hand.
Suddenly, the crowd covered their noses and made a disgusted sound.
They saw that the man’s lower body was soaking wet, and a puddle of yellow liquid surrounded him on the floor, emitting a foul
smell.
The wretched man was so scared that he wetted his pants.
Everyone's faces instantly turned pale.
Someone asked in a low voice, "What is this? Are you trying to scare us? Is this the way of avoiding the debts?" Jarrod suddenly
turned and fixed his eyes on the man who spoke.
The man was so scared that he trembled all over and quickly stepped back.
Jarrod casually threw his suit on Nicole's shoulders, covering her almost exposed allure.
Then, he said calmly, "Wait for the Lawrence family's response before you make a move.
And instead of resorting to this kind of method, go through legal procedures." When Nicole heard this, she felt so disgusted that
she wanted to throw up.
The culprit was acting self-righteous in front of everyone and lecturing them on how to collect debts from the victims.
If only these people knew how absurd the situation was.
Nicole clenched her fists tightly to suppress the urge to spit blood on the spot.
She said slowly, "Our Lawrence family will definitely pay you back.
If worst comes to worst, we still have some assets we can sell.
Just give us enough time.” Someone shouted, "What other assets are you talking about? Everyone knows that your capital chain
has collapsed.
You can’t even pay your eighty-million- dollar loan in the bank.
How can you pay us?” "If I say we will pay you back, we will.
Just trust me this time.” After saying this, Nicole slowly stood up, pulled off Jarrod's coat disgustedly, and threw it into the trash
bin.
She saw that Jarrod's face turned sullen, but she ignored it.
She continued, “You won't be able to get a penny here now.
Give us some time.
We will sort out this matter." Jarrod looked at his coat in the trash can with a darkened expression.
His brows furrowed tightly.
He suddenly thumped the floor with his walking stick and shouted, “You all get out of here!” As soon as Jarrod said this, several
bodyguards in black came out from behind and dispersed the crowd.
The wretched man could not stand up, so the bodyguards dragged him out.
"Wait a moment..." Nicole stopped the bodyguard.
Her eyes shimmered with endless charm as she looked at the wretched man and said, "Mister, don’t forget what you said Just
now.
I'm looking forward to your introduction of wealthy men to me.” Jarrod's handsome face darkened even more.
"Nicole, are you really that shameless?" He was furious.
How could she boldly discuss dirty deals with another man right in front of him? He didn't expect her to be this flagrant.
Nicole adjusted her tattered dress and smirked.
"Mr.
Schultz, you keep on plotting against me because you want to see me degrade myself and _ struggle desperately, right? Are you
still not happy with what you're seeing now?" Jarrod's eyes dimmed, and his expression was terribly gloomy.
Yes, he should be happy with this, right? After all, this plan had excited him from the beginning.
But why didn’t he feel that way now? Instead, he lost interest in it.
All he had in his heart now was endless hatred for Nicole.
He hated her for her lack of principles, for her flirting with others, and her numerous admirers.
He hated her so much that he wanted to restrict her to his side.
That way, she could not wander around and leave heartlessly at will.
"Mr.
Schultz, please leave now.
Your wish has already come true.
As you can see, the Lawrence family is already miserable.
You can see it on TV, the Internet, and social media.
You don't need to come here and personally witness it.” Suddenly, Nicole felt exhausted.
She found everything so meaningless that she didn't want to deal with it anymore.
If God really existed, why didn't He help her even once? On the outside, her back was straight.
She stood with her head held high.
But deep inside her, she was rickety and defeated.
What could be more soul-crushing than pushing her beloved family into hell with her own hands? This was undoubtedly a huge
blow to her.
It was so huge that it made her think of ending her life.
After everything she had gone through, she felt sick and tired of her life.
Unfortunately, she couldn't die yet.
She could only die after she had arranged everything.
"Nicole, stop!” Jarrod shouted furiously.
But Nicole just turned a deaf ear to him.
Perhaps she was not interested in dealing with him anymore.
She walked forward in a daze, not knowing where to go.
Her mother was sent to the emergency room, and her father was left alone in the ward.
No one was there to take care of him.
She needed to find a private nurse to be with her father all the time.
She also had to pay for her parents ' medical expenses.
The hospital would not give her situation any consideration.
No matter what, she had to settle the hospital bills.
Suddenly, Jarrod grabbed Nicole's wrist.
She turned and met his furious eyes.
“I told you to stop!" Jarrod exclaimed.
"What else do you need? Our agreement is over." Nicole shook off Jarrod's hand.
She was so disgusted with him that she didn't even want to look at him.
But before she could react, he forcefully pulled her into his arms.
Then, he raised her chin with his finger, stared at her eyes, and said something that even he himself found hard to believe.
"It won't be over.” Nicole still locked her eyes with his.
His words didn’t make her waver at all.
An unexpected hint of compassion appeared on Jarrod's face.
"But you can beg me.
Maybe..." “Beg you? You want me to beg you?" Nicole chuckled sarcastically.
"What do you want me to beg you for? To spare the Lawrence family? To let you and I continue our secret affairs? For you to
humiliate and trample my family all over again? Or to let you send my family back to hell once more?” After saying this, a bitter
smile appeared on Nicole's face.
"Jarrod, don't expect me to do it.
I will never be fooled by you again.” Nicole had long realized that her tactics were useless against him.
So, she had given up hope and stopped trying.
Nicole's only focus now was to ensure that her parents lived their remaining days and years on Earth in peace.
"Let go of me.
Your touch disgusts me." Nicole struggled to break free.
However, Jarrod held her even tughter.
She had no choice but to press his left shoulder injuries.
Jarrod frowned and let out a muffled groan.
The part she had pressed against was the wound he got when he had protected her from being injured.
Immediately, fresh blood stained the gauze and wetted his shirt.
He now felt she really hated him.
Jarrod pressed his thin lips into a straight line.
He endured the pain for a moment.
Finally, he dragged her into an empty ward regardless of the wound on his shoulder.
Then, he locked the door.
Suddenly, he pushed Nicole down.
She was unprepared, so she staggered and fell to the floor.
Jarrod crouched down with his walking stick, approached her, and said coldly, "Nicole, it seems you have forgotten how it feels to
have sex with someone you disgust.” After saying this, he reached out and loosened his tie.
Nicole's heart skipped a beat when she saw this.
She already knew what he wanted to do, so she tried to get up and escape.
However, Jarrod grabbed her ankle with one hand and dragged her forcefully.
There was a loud bang.
Nicole fell hard, and she felt a sharp pain in her chest when her body hit the floor.
Jarrod didn't mind the dirt on the floor.
He leaned over, grabbed the back of her neck, and exhaled hot breath next to her ear.
He warned menacingly, "I want you to understand this clearly.
1 can crush your entire family as effortlessly as squashing an ant.” Jarrod always knew how to threaten her effectively.
Sure enough, Nicole stopped struggling upon hearing this.
She was dying, so she no longer feared death.
But her parents...
After Nicole stopped struggling, she was now like a lifeless fish.
She was dry, dull, and boring, making Jarrod lose interest.
He grabbed her chin and forced her to face him.
"Aren't you considering to serve those other dirty men? Practice with me now.
Once you become good at it, I'll be your first customer.
I will pay you handsomely.” Then, he took out a card and said coldly, "One hundred thousand dollars for one time.
I'll immediately transfer the money to you."Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed in the ward.
_ Jarrod slapped Nicole's face hard with the card.
She felt pain, but it was nothing compared to the humiliation she had suffered from him.
One hundred thousand dollars? Nicole's chest heaved violently.
She felt like the air around her seemed to get thinner, making it difficult for her to breathe.
All Jarrod wanted was to trample on her, humiliate her, and degrade her.
The more she tried to save face, the more he became interested in her and wanted to torment her.
Since this was what he wanted, why didn't she let go of her worthless dignity and do her best to disgust him? At the thought of
this, Nicole smiled and said, "Oh, Mr.
Schultz, you are so generous.
Why don't you settle your previous accounts as well? Since you've been deceiving me, then there's no need for us to continue
our agreement...” Nicole realized that she could no longer count on her fingers the accounts she and Jarrod had to settle.
Suddenly, she felt a headache.
She said, "Let's consider it a package deal.
Settle the old debts for ten million dollars.
Otherwise, there’s no need to negotiate.” Jarrod's eyes instantly turned cold.
"Do you really think you're worth ten million dollars?" Nicole, who had long lost her sense of shame, smiled and said, "Why?
Does the rich and powerful Mr.
Schultz want to avoid paying his debts? Ten million dollars is actually just a small amount.
But it's up to you whether you want to pay or not.” The floor beneath her was cold, but she was unperturbed.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you.
If you don’t pay, all you can get is a lifeless body.
An emotionless whore.” Nicole only talked about money.
At this time, she was really bringing their relationship to the level of a transaction.
And this only made Jarrod even more disgusted and resentful.
Sure enough, she was still the same old Nicole Lawrence, who liked belittling others and manipulating their emotions.
She hadn't changed at all.
Jarrod snorted coldly.
After his journey through hell, would he still allow himself to be deceived by her false facade? He said derisively, “Nicole, your
cheapness is truly beyond my imagination." However, these words no longer had much impact on Nicole.
It was as if she could allow him to insult her all he wanted.
It was like her flesh was being cut with a knife every day, and she became immune to the pain.
So, would she still feel anything when someone suddenly slapped her? A slap was nothing compared to the other injuries she
had gotten from him.
Jarrod's eyes turned bloodshot.
His fingers pinched her slim waist, and he pulled her down.
But make sure you are worth this money.” He then grabbed her neck, covered her lips with his, and kissed her fiercely.
Actually, it couldn't be considered a kiss.
It was more like an assault meant to suffocate her.
While Jarrod’'s lips and tongue continued exploring Nicole's mouth, he tore apart her remaining clothes.
His movements were rough and violent, causing his wound to burst open.
Blood flowed down his shoulder, but he didn't care about it.
He was like a madman, devouring her ferociously.
It was as if nothing else mattered to him at this moment.
Tears subconsciously welled up in Nicole's eyes.
She didn't know if it was because of pain or hatred.
Why did he always force her to be entangled with him? She really hated it.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Then, Jamie's voice came from outside.
"Jarrod, are you in there? I am feeling unwell.
Can you accompany me? Jarrod..." Jamie knocked on the door again.
It seemed she wouldn't stop knocking until she saw Jarrod.
In fact, Jarrod had arranged for bodyguards outside the door before taking Nicole to this ward.
But the bodyguards didn’t dare to stop Jamie, thinking Jarrod cherished her so much and couldn't afford to offend her.
After all, Jarrod didn't blame Jamie even though he was shot by her.
This was clear proof of how important Jamie was to Jarrod.
Yet, despite this, Jarrod seemed to be obsessive with Nicole and always spent time with her.
Actually, the bodyguards supposed Nicole beat Jamie in terms of figure and appearance.
Jamie couldn't hold a candle to Nicole when it came to charms.
Nicole's hot and curvaceous figure was indeed alluring.
Jamie's voice outside the door was not too loud.
It was as if she didn't want to embarrass Jarrod.
But she could clearly hear the intense movements inside.
Even a fool would understand what Jarrod and Nicole were doing.
Jamie clenched her fists tightly, and her eyes were full of hatred.
She assumed that bitch Nicole seduced Jarrod again.
She cursed Nicole internally for being shameless, not sparing even a place like the hospital to flirt with Jarrod.
Inside the ward, Jarrod continued what he was doing.
It seemed he had no plans of stopping.
He yearned for Nicole so much, feeling like it had been a century since the last time they had sex.
It was as if he was addicted to her.
Once he got a taste of her, he could no longer suppress his urge.
He couldn't stop himself from wanting more.
Worse still, he couldn't bring himself to shift his interest to others.
It was like she was the only drug he could get addicted to.
The inexplicable emptiness that engulfed him could only be filled when he was with her.
And the more she desperately wanted to leave him, the more he wanted to conquer her in bed.
Jamie was still outside the door.
She kept knocking, and her face grew paler and paler.
Everyone knew what was happening inside.
If she stayed any longer, she would only be humiliating herself more.
Then, Jamie remembered her birthday on the yacht.
That day, she overheard Jarrod talking with someone on the phone, wanting to cancel the plan.
Fortunately, she had already bribed those people to make a move in advance.
They had already declined all the products from the Lawrence Group, making the Lawrence Group suffer.
Moreover, news about the issues with the Lawrence Group was deliberately spread out, adding to Lawrence's burdens.
Once everything was set in motion, it was difficult to undo.
After that, Jarrod became restless.
He was no longer in the mood to accompany her.
Later, he even stopped Nicole from getting on the yacht.
When Jamie recalled all this, her face turned even paler.
A terrible idea occurred to her.
Did Jarrod stop Nicole from getting into the yacht to protect her? Was he afraid that she would make trouble for Nicole? Before,
Jarrod's attitude toward Jamie was always perfunctory.
And now, although he knew she was just outside the door, he still chose to continue getting laid with that bitch Nicole.
Jamie didn't expect that the situation would escalate to this point.
A sense of unprecedented panic spread in her heart.
Why was Jarrod behaving like this now? The only reason she could think of was that his feelings for Nicole had reignited.
Perhaps even Jarrod himself didn't realize that he took revenge on the Lawrence family crazily because he wanted to conceal
the fact that he still loved Nicole.
At the thought of this, fear overwhelmed Jamie.
To Jarrod, he always assumed it was Jamie who helped him out during his most difficult times.
This was the only thing Jamie could hold on to in her relationship with Jarrod.
What if one day, Jarrod found out that the person who had really helped him was Nicole? How would he deal with her? Jamie
stared at the locked door with eyes filled with viciousness.
She had to do something.
Before Jarrod could discover the truth, she must get rid of Nicole..
Inside the empty room, Nicole still lay on the cold floor.
Her face was unusually pale.
But Jarrod turned a blind eye to it.
He was merciless now.
But when he was about to go on, the woman under him suddenly started convulsing.
It was a kind of uncontrollable seizure.
Jarrod frowned when he noticed Nicole's unusual expression.
He reached out to feel her forehead.
It was cold.
He cupped her pale face in his hands and shouted, "Nicole!" There was a tremor in his voice that he didn't even notice.
Finally, Nicole stopped convulsing.
But it didn't end there.
Soon, she began to vomit blood.
A large amount of blood flowed out of her mouth uncontrollably.
In an instant, Jarrod felt like his mind was hit by a meteorite.
All his thoughts were burned out.
He was so flustered that he didn’t even care about the sharp pain in his shoulder anymore.
He threw his walking stick away, picked up Nicole, and ran toward the door.
It was only then that he realized that Nicole was as light as a feather.
Her entire body was weightless.
"Damn it! Nicole, wake up! Just hold on.
I'm taking you to the doctor.” His voice was filled with anger, desperation, and an undeniable panic.
Fortunately, a doctor happened to pass by the corridor.
He immediately took Nicole and rushed to the emergency room.
Jarrod was outside the emergency room, pacing back and forth in a daze.
His heart was beating wildly.
Even at this moment, he still refused to admit that he was worried about her.
He tried to convince himself that he only panicked simply because he hadn't tormented her enough yet.
Suddenly, the doors of the emergency room were opened from the inside.
A nurse hurriedly approached Jarrod and said worriedly, “Are you the patient's family member? The patient is in a critical
condition.
She needs an immediate operation.
Please sign this consent form so we can proceed with it."
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