Login via

Sweet Sorrow novel Chapter 63

Nicole stood still, looking at the car like a fool.

Her mind was in a mess. Because of what had happened before, because of the dress she was wearing, and because of Ron who just left.

A moment later, the door was suddenly opened.

He stepped on the floor with his black leather shoes, which stepped on the heart of Nicole as well.

Without watching again, she headed to the door of her building as if a monster was about to get out of the car.

"Stop."

The two brief words nail Nicole to the ground.

"Come here."

Nicole's back was stiff. After a dozen seconds of stalemate, she compromised, turned around and walked towards the car.

"Get in the car."

Every time he spoke, he was clear-cut, without the slightest procrastination, as if it was a luxury for him to say one more word.

Nicole could hear the anger of the man in the few words clearly. She swallowed hard and followed him into the car.

The door was closed. Without raising his head, Jacob ordered, "go now."

All of a sudden, Nicole panicked. Regardless of the weird atmosphere in front of her, she turned to look at Jacob and said, "go where? Where are we going? "

"What do you think?" Jacob asked her.

"No, I have to go back home to cook. My mother is waiting for me at home." Nicole looked at the driver anxiously, "stop, stop, I have to go home."

However, it was impossible for the driver to stop the car without Jacob's order.

Nicole turned to look at Jacob for help, "can I go to meet you tonight? I really need to go home now. My mother is waiting for me."

Jacob smiled bitterly and said, "Why is she waiting for you? Does she want you to tell her the result of your blind date?"

Nicole's pupils dilated. She looked at Jacob in disbelief. After a long time, she finally found her voice. "You... What did you say? "

"Am I wrong?"

"How do you... How do you know... " Nicole was so scared that she could not speak clearly.

Jacob raised his eyebrows and said, "You two were dating in public. Isn't it easy for me to know that?"

Nicole shook her head and shrank back. "No, not this time."

"What?"

"And this dress." Nicole gasped. "Why did you give this dress to me? Do you know At that time... "

Jacob snorted with contempt, "talking about this, you dare to date another man in the dress I bought for you. Nicole Du, am I too tolerant of you?"

"No." Nicole wanted to defend herself, but she found herself having no reason.

Although Judy asked her to wear this dress, she did indeed wear it herself. And she met with Ron and talked with him happily.

Thinking of the scene she was talking with Ron was seen by Jacob, Nicole shivered.

"I should have locked you up so that you would know your true identity!"

The man in front of her was not as furious as he had been when he had been angry. Instead, he was full of softness and violence. What he said made Nicole feel chilly.

This was even more horrible.

Holding her arms, Nicole mustered up courage to say, "Jacob, calm down. We're not children any more, and I'm not your plaything."

She had thought that he would finally come to his senses.

But she didn't expect that her plan would be ruined by Jacob.

"Do you think I can't turn you into my plaything?" A cruel smile surfaced on Jacob's face. "What if I confine you? Do you think who can track you down?"

"You can't do this to me, Jacob. I'm a human being. You can't do this to me. Even if I owe you money and even if I displease you, you have no right to restrict my personal freedom. You're breaking the law!"

Jacob burst into laughter, as if he had heard a joke. He looked at Nicole and said, "who knows?"

"What?"

"Who knows if I want to hide you? Who can find it out? "

Nicole couldn't defend herself in front of Jacob. She clenched her fists and forced herself to calm down. She deliberately rejected him, "stop, Jacob, Don't exaggerate it. I'm not so important to you. Don't waste your time on me."

The possessiveness in Jacob's eyes disappeared gradually, and he became a little calm. But he still said coldly, "well, it's good that you know it."

"I was very clear. You let me get off the car. After I return home to deal with the matter of my family, I will take a taxi to meet you." Nicole was still struggling.

But today, Jacob was not as easy-going as he used to be. He was expressionless and kept silent.

"I want to get off." Nicole became anxious and reached out to open the door.

The moment Nicole opened the door, the roaring wind poured into the back seat.

Suddenly, the car door was slammed shut as Nicole struggled to get up.

"Do you want to die?" Jacob's veins stood out.

But Nicole wouldn't let him go, "Jacob, let me go home."

"No way!"

"You let me..."

"One more word and I'll do it right now!" Said Jacob, putting his hand under Nicole's skirt.

Apparently, it was not a verbal threat.

Nicole was ashamed and indignant. She could have opened the door of the car on impulse, but she couldn't just let Jacob do anything to her in front of the driver.

What a shame.

Tears ran down Nicole's cheeks, running down her sharp chin, and hitting Jacob's chest.

Jacob's face softened with fury.

"Don't meet that man again. Do you hear me?"

Nicole cried in silence.

"You have to know that it's a serious matter to piss me off." Jacob ordered in a cold voice.

Nicole still didn't answer.

In fact, the reason why she didn't accept Jacob's order was not that she cared much about Ron, nor that she fought against Jacob for Ron.

She believed that her dignity and her personality were also damaged by Jacob. He was going so far.

However, such silent confrontation meant different in the eyes of Jacob.

In Jacob's opinion, Nicole was reluctant to leave Ron who she only met once.

What's so good about that man!

Jacob tightened his palm, squeezed Nicole's waist, and said in a very dangerous tone, "Nicole, you'd better not force me."

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: Sweet Sorrow