Chapter 281 You will never know the truth

Jarrod's voice sounded unusually hoarse. It was as if this was his first time to speak after many days.

At Jarrod's voice, Jamie cried out loud. "They didn't give me anything to treat my injuries. I'm so uncomfortable. I feel like it's getting worse. It really hurts! I know I did something wrong. But please, send a doctor to treat me. It really hurts so much. I can't take it anymore. I'd rather die than stay here."

If only Jamie knew that the injuries on her upper body had already rotted. Even if a doctor came and treated her, it wouldn't make any difference. Besides, she would only suffer because the procedure was very painful. It was already impossible to restore her original appearance. Worse was she would probably have a horrifying disfigurement.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

At this moment, Jarrod didn't even want to look at Jamie.

"Is it more unbearable than death?" Jarrod asked indifferently.

Jamie nodded repeatedly. "Yes! Yes, it's more painful than death!"

The wounds made her feel like thousands of ants crawled all over her body. It was itchy and painful at the same time. Such a feeling really drove her nuts.

Sometimes, she wanted to hit her head on the wall, wishing she would be knocked unconscious.

But she didn't want to die. She had received a lot of money from Jarrod and hadn't yet experienced the luxury it could bring. How could she be willing to throw it all away?

"Is it more unbearable than death?" Jarrod asked indifferently.

Jamie nodded repeatedly. "Yes! Yes, it's more painful than death!"

The wounds made her feel like thousands of ants crawled all over her body. It was itchy and painful at the same time. Such a feeling really drove her nuts.

Sometimes, she wanted to hit her head on the wall, wishing she would be knocked unconscious.

But she didn't want to die. She had received a lot of money from Jarrod and hadn't yet experienced the luxury it could bring. How could she be willing to throw it all away?

Suddenly, something fell with a clang. It turned out Jarrod threw a dagger on the floor. Then, he said in a coaxing tone, "If you can no longer stand the pain, you can end it yourself."

Jamie was too stunned to react. She felt like her heart sank to the bottom. It turned out Jarrod wanted her to commit suicide. Did he hate her that much? She never thought he was as cruel and vicious as this.

Jamie broke down and questioned, "Jarrod, have you already forgotten that I once saved your life? Do you still have any conscience? Why are you doing this to me? Are you not afraid of retribution?"

Jarrod stood up and said condescendingly, "I have compensated you more than enough. But you are so greedy that you keep on challenging me over and over again. I've warned you many times, but you never listened to me. You even hurt the people I care about."

As he spoke, his cold and cruel eyes were full of disgust. He continued, “You are as vicious as your brother. Both of you belong to hell. So, I will send you there.”

After saying this, Jarrod turned around and left without hesitation. After all, he only came here today to send a dagger to Jamie so she could have something to use in killing herself.

Jamie’s hands and feet were cold. But when she heard Jarrod mention her brother, she shouted, “My brother! Yes, that’s right! My brother will come to save me. Jarrod, do you really think you can lock me up forever?”

“Interesting. Do you really expect that your brother will come to rescue you? You wish!” Jarrod stopped in his tracks. He turned around and sneered, “I forgot to tell you that your brother was attacked by a stray dog the other night on the road. His private part has been seriously injured. Unfortunately, he was only found the next day. The infection had already spread all over his body. So later, he died after the surgery.”

When Jamie heard this, she was so angry that her body trembled. She felt like she was drained of strength, and she collapsed to the floor.

When she realized what had happened to her brother, fear surged in her heart. “Jarrod, it’s you! It’s you who did it to him, right? You sent someone to kill my brother!”

Jarrod sneered, “Well, why don’t you ask that stray dog? Perhaps it can give you the answer.”

“Ha-ha! That’s so hilarious!” Jamie laughed crazily. What else could she do? Her last bit of hope was already stamped out by Jarrod.

Jamie looked at Jarrod with bitterness in her heart and said, "Jarrod, are you doing this to avenge that dead bitch? Have you forgotten who tortured her to death? Who had set up traps to ruin the Lawrence family? Yes, I don't deny that I did something to hurt her. But you are the one behind it. If you didn't force her to stay with you, would I hold a grudge against her? Actually, you are the one who should be guilty of her death. It's all your fault. It was you who gave me the chance to torture her."

Jamie started to become hysterical. Jarrod had done so many bad things to Nicole. He should also be guilty. How could he act like an emissary of justice and punish her? In fact, no one could compare with Jarrod when it came to viciousness and filthiness.

At the thought of this, Jamie gritted her teeth and snarled, "Jarrod, you are the one who deserves to die!"

As soon as she said this, there was dead silence in the room. It was so silent that one could have heard a pin drop.

Jarrod pursed his thin lips tightly. There seemed to be no trace of blood on his face. Jamie's words were like countless boulders that piled up on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

Jarrod had been grieving these past few days, and he thought that the pain had already numbed his heart. But at this moment, Jamie's words still stung him.

After being silent for a while, Jarrod turned to the man in black beside him and ordered, "Cut out her tongue."

"Yes, sir." The men in black approached Jamie step by step. Jamie's eyes widened as she stared at the man slowly walking toward her. Jarrod must be out of his mind.

Jamie was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat when she felt someone pry her mouth open. But she didn’t give in. She shouted, "Jarrod, do you think that’s all you owe her? Think about it. Why did she insist she had never betrayed you?"

Jarrod suddenly turned around and looked at Jamie with eyes gleaming with fury. He asked ruthlessly, "What do you mean?"

The man in black stopped what he was doing when he heard Jarrod’s voice.

There was a pool of smelly liquid on the floor, flowing down Jamie’s legs. She was so scared that she wetted herself.

When the man in black stopped moving, Jamie gasped. It was as if she was free from the jaw of death just now. Then she looked at Jarrod and answered, "I won’t tell you unless you let me go. Otherwise, you will never know the truth for the rest of your life."

In the end, Jamie suffered rounds of torture from Jarrod’s men. Her shrill screams echoed in the room, and they were getting creepier. But still, she refused to talk about it.

Jamie knew that telling Jarrod the truth was tantamount to courting death. She wouldn’t say anything unless she was sure that her life would be spared.

The torturing lasted for a few hours.

Jarrod walked out of the basement with murderous eyes. He ordered the men in black, "Keep asking until she tells the truth. Do everything but make sure she doesn’t die."

After a few days, Jarrod received news from the basement. Jamie fooled the bodyguards and took the opportunity to run away.

Alec looked for Jamie everywhere but to no avail. After a while, he gave up, thinking she might have died somewhere.

If she died, then Jarrod would really not know the truth for the rest of his life.

The night was long and dark tonight.

Inside Jarrod's bedroom, there was a customized crystal coffin where Nicole's body, processed into a mummy, lay. Her skin had already turned dark, and it clung to her bones. One of her legs was missing, making her look particularly terrifying.

However, Jarrod showed no fear at all. He pressed his face against the coffin, looking deeply infatuated. "From now on, I no longer have to worry that you will leave me."

The night was getting deeper.

Jarrod opened the coffin, lay beside Nicole, and held her corpse tightly in his arms.

He stroked her skull, which only had a few strands of hair left, and said, "You only know that I hate you. But you certainly don't know that the more I hate you, the deeper I love you."

The bed next to the coffin was clean, tidy, and spotless.

Only the maid knew that Jarrod hadn't slept on the bed for a long time. But she had no idea where he slept.

Every time she came to clean the room, the long cabinet beside the bed was locked. And that part of the room was off-limits.

Jarrod was so depressed that he fell ill for a long time. After he recovered, the first person he visited was Dora.

Dora could already open her eyes. Jarrod looked at her and said softly, "I will take care of you until the end."

Time flew, and five years quickly passed.

The Ardlens International Airport was bustling with people at this moment.

Suddenly, an adorable and delicate child blocked a handsome and tall man's way and asked in a sweet voice, "Excuse me, did you see my mommy?"