NovelEnglishShortly after, Jamie emerged from the examination room.
She excitedly proposed to Jarrod that they go back now.She wanted to try on her wedding dress again, just for Jarrod.
With his schedules being so hectic recently, Jarrod hadn't spent much time with Jamie recently.
He had assured her that he'd be by her side for the entire day.
On their way home, Jarrod's phone rang.
It was Alec.
Jarrod answered the call using his Bluetooth headset.
After hearing Alec's words, Jarrod's usually stoic demeanor visibly chilled.
Bang! Without warning, he slammed on the brakes and made a sharp U-turn, driving off rapidly in a different direction.
Jamie, feeling a sudden sense of unease, asked, "Jarrod, where are we going?"
Jarrod didn't reply, his face a mask of cold determination as he continued to drive.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Jamie clutched her stomach, crying out in pain.
“Jarrod, my stomach...It's really hurting."
Jarrod eased off the accelerator, glancing at her with concern.
"Your stomach is hurting?" he asked.
Jamie, sweat dotting her forehead, nodded vigorously, grimacing in pain.
"Yes, it's so painful..."
In response, Jarrod pulled over, quickly got out of the car, and gently lifted Jamie out of the car..
"Don't worry.Alec will be here soon to take you to the hospital," he reassured her before closing the car door and driving
away."Fuck you!"
Howe collapsed, clutching his leg and cursing in pain.
"Ah!"
Another scream echoed through the room.
Bruised and battered, Nicole extracted the knife from Howe's leg.
"You fucking crazy bitch! You dare to stab me? Go to hell!"
Nicole crouched down, grinning, and lifted the knife.
Slash, slash...
Nicole heard the sound of the knife slicing through flesh.
“Ah! Ah!"
Howe's screams filled the air.
Distracted, Nicole didn't notice Howe sneakily reaching for a remote and pressing a button.
Beep! An alarm blared.
Gritting his teeth in pain, Howe sneered, “You bitch! Just wait till my bodyguards get here.You're done for!"
He'd hit the alarm to summon his bodyguards.
This villa, originally a gift from Jarrod to Jamie, had been cleverly transferred to Howe by Jamie.
Though Howe seldom visited this villa, he always had two bodyguards with him, anticipating trouble due to his unsavory
activities.
Nicole’s heart pounded as she remembered consideringrunning away, only to spot two muscular men at the door.
That was why she'd run upstairs instead.
Not wanting to waste time, Nicole quickly barricaded the door with the only chair in the room.
Soon, a persistent knocking resounded from the other side.
Howe's legs were both stabbed, causing him to bleed profusely.
Unable to stand, he yelled toward the door, "Enough with the banging! Just break it open!"
Nicole quickly gagged Howe with a cloth.
Lying on the floor, Howe's whimpers filled the air as his wounds continued to bleed.
His condition was pitiful.
Nicole grabbed Howe's phone to call for help.
She was relieved that she could make an emergency call without unlocking his phone.
Her hands shaking, she gave their location to the police.
Their villa, situated by the riverbank and away from the city, felt isolated.
The dispatcher tried to reassure Nicole, promising that the police would arrive in thirty minutes.
Beep...
Howe's phone vibrated again.
Jarrod's name flashed on the screen.
Startled, Nicole dropped the phone.
She muttered to herself, "Evil! They're all evil!"
Bang! The pounding on the door intensified.
Exhausted and in pain, Nicole collapsed, her body shakinguncontrollably.
The constant banging was all she could hear.
Clutching a knife, Nicole crouched in a corner, tears clouding her vision, praying for the police to hurry.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang.
The door gave way under the force of two bodyguards.
They quickly rushed in and assisted Howe to his feet.
Howe screamed in agony.
Once they removed the gag, he pointed at Nicole, shouting, “Catch that bitch! She had called the police.We need to clean up this
mess and get out!"
Hearing this, Nicole summoned her last bit of energy and bolted toward the door, descending the stairs rapidly.
The bodyguards pursued her.
The front gate stood wide open.
As soon as the bodyguards unlocked the door in response to the alarm, they carelessly left it open.
This sparked a glimmer of hope in Nicole, who quickly darted toward the door.
Suddenly, she crashed into a sturdy figure, feeling arms wrap around her waist.
The glaring sun made her squint, and when her vision cleared, she screamed in fright upon seeing Jarrod.
In a swift move, she stabbed him with the knife she held.
"Ugh..."
Jarrod, groaned in pain.Nicole was overwhelmed by fear.
Her recent ordeals had left her on edge, triggering almost instinctive reactions.
She stabbed him again, the sunlight catching on the bloodied blade.
Jarrod held onto Nicole's wrist so tightly that she felt like it was about to break.
"You're insane!" he shouted, blood oozing from his wound.
Howe, drenched in blood, hurried after them, his eyes lighting up when he saw Jarrod.
‘Jarrod, look at this mess she's made of me.
Grab that bitch! Don't let her slip away!"
Nicole quickly figured out they were working together.
Her eyes widened in shock and fear as she yelled, "Let me go! Let me go!"
Howe shouted back, “No way we're letting her go.She just called the police.We can't let her get out of here!"
"Release me! Let me go!"
Nicole kept fighting back.
One thing filled her mind.
She had to get away from these two.
It was the only way she'd be safe.
Jarrod held her hands tightly behind her, his icy stare fixed on her.
"Did you call the police?"
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