Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

I Chapter 406 Play The Game I Slowly I Having seen a handsome man like I pveer) Doreen found it hard to be impressed by just any man. Despite the attention of numerous wealthy I suitors, none caught her interest.

Instead, she was drawn to a recently acknowledged illegitimate son of the Watts family, Roscoe.

People said Roscoe wasn't a good match for Doreen.

The Watts family, despite their wealth and influence, viewed Roscoe's position as complicated due to his illegitimacy.

Roscoe's brother, the current head of the Watts family, was well over 40. The revelation of a twenty-something half- brother didn't sit well with him. He

I was against it but couldn't overrule his I father's decision to bring Roscoe into the family.

I I At a social event, Doreen found herself I captivated by Roscoe upon meeting I him.

I ; : When Doreen mentioned this to I Jarrod, she didn't anticipate the Watts I family arranging a blind date with I Roscoe so swiftly.

Doreen was charmed by Roscoe's bright eyes. Gathering her courage, she attempted to feed him. "Roscoe, would you like to try this?" But Roscoe seemed distracted.

With a shy gesture, Doreen moved the spoon toward his mouth, "Roscoe, please try this..." Then suddenly, "Clap!" The spoon was struck from her hand and fell to the floor.

I Doreen was stunned, feeling the sting I on her finger. She looked at Roscoe in I disbelief, wondering if he was the one I who had knocked the spoon away.

Roscoe avoided her gaze and muttered, I "Sorry, I didn't notice it." Doreen's discomfort eased slightly. It seemed Roscoe hadn't done it deliberately.

The incident caught Jarrod's eye.

"Doreen, are you alright?" Jarrod inquired, shooting a stern look at Roscoe.

Doreen smiled and said, "I'm fine. I didn't hold it steady and spilled it on myself. I'll go change my clothes." Doreen cherished her appearance, and she detested any exhibitor stains.

Being particular about her appearance, Doreen always carried extra clothes for such situations.

I Doreen glanced flirtatiously at Roscoe I and asked, "Roscoe, could you fetch my I change of clothes for me?" ! 4 I : I Roscoe observed Nicole's red lips as she indulged in the Shrimp and Grits, I savoring them as if they were the most I delectable delicacy in the world. He felt a surge of discomfort.

With a smile, Roscoe took the key and departed.

gaze lingered

calmer and more composed

regarded Doreen with

enjoy his company, but don't get too attached. He's not worthy of you." At that moment, Nicole's grip

was visibly upset by

sulked. "Jarrod, please I don't speak ill of Roscoe. He's a true I gentleman and treats me well." { I { I

talked, being cold to

colored one's

an eyebrow, glanced at Nicole, who was focused on her meal, and inquired, "Really? How exactly has he been treating you well?" Caught off-guard, Doreen feigned bashfulness. "Jarrod, you're being too nosy. Why must you know everything?" Jarrod, toying with a cigarette, responded

overhear ( I Jarrod's remark. Moreover, there were [eda people present. She disliked I Jarrod's disparaging remarks about I

clenched tighter, her discomfort growing since

family is wishful thinking on his part. He is fortunate enough to spend some time with you." "Jarrod, lower your voice!" Doreen caught sight of Roscoe approaching from

you feel

you?" Jarrod looked at Nicole I and asked abruptly. His focus was

puzzled, about to respond \

Nicole's cheeks flushed as * she

a pat on Nicole's back, commented coldly, "No rush. We're

"Ewww..." Suddenly, Nicole retched.

Jarrod's expression darkened.

instant,

so severe that Jarrod was splattered with it. The

Jarrod's expression turned grim.

say I between gasps, feeling a sharp

I vomited once more. "Ugh!" J I She quickly

the

have facilities here where you can freshen up. There's a room available for you to change." Jarrod, his expression unchanging, nodded in agreement. Once he received some clean clothes, he went to

too decided to change her

restroom, Nicole

to expel all the Shrimp and Grits she I had

the stall,

and washed her face,