Chapter 1312: Love Too Deep to Resist
Her throat felt blocked, hoarse and uncomfortable, unable to utter another word.
This man, why is he so domineering, with words and actions that make her want to cry.
Why, isn’t she the one he should hate most? She almost took his life...
Jose Floyd glanced at Nicole coldly, without speaking, silent and still. Quickly, his gaze shifted to Jude Charington, full of indifference, "Jude Charington, if you want to settle accounts, settle them with me. Let her go! However you want to settle, I’ll see it through to the end!"
"Great, I just like Young Master Floyd’s straightforward nature!" Jude Charington clapped twice, his lips slightly curved, "Since Young Master Floyd has chosen to trade a hand for his woman’s safety, how could I turn away from Young Master Floyd’s heroics in saving his beauty?!" Jude Charington glanced at his subordinates and yelled, "What are you staring at, ’invite’ our Young Master Floyd’s woman, Sister Nicole, down! Sister Nicole must be uncomfortable in the mixer, quickly ’invite’ her!"
"Yes!"
Jude Charington watched his subordinates go to release Nicole, giving them a gesture, and they understood, handing him a short knife and conveniently an apple.
Someone freed Nicole from the mixer, pushing her down the stairs while she was bound.
Jose Floyd’s eyes watched Nicole approach, being escorted downstairs, his fingers on both sides slightly relaxed, even his breathing smoothed a bit.
Luckily, she’s okay, luckily he wasn’t late.
Jude Charington’s men pushed Nicole closer to Jude Charington.
Jude Charington stood, playing with the short knife and apple in his hand, swiftly slicing away half of the apple, showing how sharp the knife was.
Jude Charington held the apple near Nicole, smiling, "Sister Nicole was frightened, come, have a bite of this apple, juicy and delicious."
Nicole glared coldly at Jude Charington, softly snapping, "Go away, don’t come near me!"
"No wonder Sister Nicole won’t be with me and stays pure for Young Master Floyd. Young Master Floyd is willing to use a hand to repay Sister Nicole, it seems Sister Nicole’s feelings towards Young Master Floyd are genuine, the affection between them indeed moves people."
In return, Jude Charington received Nicole’s cold, emotionless gaze directly.
Jude Charington grabbed Nicole’s chin, smirked at Jose Floyd with a hint of provocation, "Young Master Floyd, how about letting Sister Nicole spend the night with me, and we settle the accounts that way?"
Jose Floyd’s brow frosted, carrying a biting coldness, "Jude Charington, if you touch a single hair on her head, then there’s no place for you in Italy with me Jose Floyd! Let go of your hand!"
Nicole never thought Jose Floyd’s domineering nature could be so appealing, but at this moment, because of his domineering words and cold, piercing gaze at Jude Charington, an indescribable complex feeling surged in her heart.
Choking, sourness, mixed with excitement and joy, making her heart extraordinarily conflicted.
All her defenses, all the feigned indifference and distance, could be shattered by him, invading and occupying all her thoughts.
This man is so domineering and cold but often makes her want to cry.
Jude Charington released his grip, made an OK gesture, and placed the short knife against Nicole’s neck.
Jose Floyd tightened his fingers again in his palm, his face more cold and indifferent.
Jude Charington lightly lifted Nicole’s chin with the knife, chuckling, "That face is quite pristine, no wonder it caught Young Master Floyd’s eye. Young Master Floyd, do you say this knife should be across Sister Nicole’s neck, or your right hand?"
Nicole’s body slightly trembled, her gaze at Jude Charington filled with hatred.
He is forcing Jose Floyd to make a choice.
Is Jude Charington really trying to replace Jose Floyd in Italy?