Jarrod’s body still emitted the faint fragrance of his shower gel.
This was actually Nicole’s favorite scent.
But at this moment, she felt disgusted with it, thinking it was a smell of a scumbag.
Her stomach churned, but she endured it. She said word by word, “What I mean is I will never be your mistress, even if I die. Just thinking about it already disgusts me.”
Jarrod’s temples throbbed. He asked fiercely, “Do you really think you can resist me?”
“Who do you think you are? Are you so powerful that you can stop a person from dying?” Nicole retorted indifferently.
Jarrod was furious, and he didn’t intend to hide it. He wished he could teach Nicole a lesson. How could she keep provoking him by mentioning death?
Nicole’s face was deathly pale. She was like a delicate doll that could break into pieces with a slight touch.
Despite his fury, Jarrod couldn’t find a way to vent his anger.
In a desperate move to silence her from talking about death, he lowered his head and ki*sed her violently.
His thin Lips were cold. He bit her lips hard to vent his anger.
Nicole’s stomach churned violently. A wave of nausea engulfed her, and she could no longer suppress it.
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She suddenly pushed Jarrod away, ran to the trash can, and threw up.
But she hadn’t eaten anything, so she could only retch.
For Jarrod, her reaction was an extreme humiliation.
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Refusing to believe she had stomach cancer, he mistook her retching as her repulsiveness. Did she hate him so much that his ki*ses made her feel sick?
At the thought of this, his handsome face darkened.
“Impressive, Nicole! You’re really something.”
His fierce eyes were filled with cruelty and hatred. “But you have no choice but to live by my side for the rest of your life.”
He then turned around, left the room, and slammed the door shut.
Nicole was relieved that Jarrod left. She struggled to go to the bathroom and spit out the medicine she had just taken.
After retching for a while, the pills appeared in the toilet bowl, along with blood.
She breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, her weak stomach had not yet digested the pills. She was able to spit them out.
She got up from the floor, covering her belly. She walked to the washbasin and washed her face with difficulty.