Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

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?”