Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

y Chapter 405 Do You Want Me , To Feed You f I At Roscoe's reply, Jarrod arched his , eyebrows, and a cool detachment glinted in his eyes.

Doreen's gaze lingered on Nicole, knowing Nicole was the one who had captured Jarrod's heart.

Nicole's beauty was undeniable, with elegantly shaped eyes enhanced by tasteful makeup, and though her attire was that of a typical office worker, it somehow added to her allure.

Doreen couldn't resist a playful jibe.

"Jarrod, I was under the impression you had little interest in the opposite sex. Yet, here you are, dining with your dazzling girlfriend." Doreen's use of "girlfriend" carried a

/ biting tone, especially to Nicole.

I Before Jarrod could respond with a smile, Nicole quickly clarified, "That's I not the case." I Jarrod's expression stiffened.

I Doreen's smile didn't waver as she attempted to diffuse the tension. "Oh please, there's no need for upset. I was merely teasing." She then pulled out a chair. "Jarrod, you wouldn't mind if we shared the table, right?" Jarrod didn't say anything. Nicole felt a surge of tension but remained silent.

As Doreen settled into her seat, she made a point of inviting Roscoe to join, effectively grouping everyone for the meal.

The arrangement placed Doreen opposite Jarrod, with Nicole facing

I Roscoe.

I The pot of Shrimp and Grits, ordered i by Jarrod, filled the air with its enticing ( I aroma. Doreen, attracted by the dish, turned to Roscoe and asked, "This ! smells wonderful. Would you like to I taste this?" Roscoe, however, was less inclii "You go ahead. I'll pass." Doreen, pushing a bit, observed, "Really? It seems like you've hardly touched your dinner." With a cool demeanor, Roscoe replied, "I'm not interested." Doreen, enchanted by Roscoe's charm, ventured a suggestion tinged with a mix of shyness and excitement, "Why don't we share one pot of Shrimp and Grits?" The proposition hinted at a closeness that seemed too bold for two people

who had just met.

Nicole, stealing a glance at Roscoe, , found her vision slightly obscured by I the steam rising from the dish, I rendering Roscoe's expression I unreadable.

Doreen took his silence as agreement and happily ordered

said with a radiant smile, "Please dig in. Don't mind us." Nicole felt a pang of discomfort at the inclusionary "us", unable to muster

at play here. Doreen

had always felt a deep sense of gratitude toward his cousin for

beneficial, propelling their I business ventures to greater success

about Roscoe's interactions with the Schultz family, uncertain of Roscoe's intentions and future plans. The possibility of Roscoe acting for her sake

had yet to commence when Jarrod suddenly took Nicole's hand in his, laying their intertwined fingers on the table His hold was firm, Nicole's skin

grasp.

his grip, causing Nicole discomfort and a faint I expression of pain to cross

remained detached as he posed the

me to feed you?" Doreen

side of you

addressed Nicole softly, reminiscing, "You used to prepare

this dish might not match up to yours, it's the best I could find. I frequented this place often in your absence." His words

picture of a man deeply in

depth of Jarrod's silence held more I than she had ever known. Her surprise was evident as she inquired, "Jarrod, I have you been acquainted with

in astonishment. "The very Nicole..." The revelation hit Doreen. So, the woman before her was precisely the

fascinates Jarrod!" Doreen exclaimed, her words stunning those around

was oblivious to the

was

Jarrod's doings were driven by mere obsession,

The steam from Shrimp and Grits clouded their vision, obscuring the I

strain. His eyes, usually clear, now appeared misty, the distance across the table amplifying his sense

was overwhelming for Nicole, giving her a sense of nausea. Her complexion turned increasingly pale