Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Are Handsome Guys All Blind Now Jarrod spun around to find Jamie standing behind him.
Thinking she might not appreciate the smell of his cigarette, he snuffed it out and tossed it.
A wave of relief washed over Jamie when she saw what he had just done.
She was confident that Jarrod would not blame her for anything, even if she had done something as extreme as killing Nicole.
"Why are you here?” Jarrod asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Jamie lifted the thermal pot in her hand.
"I made you some breakfast.
It’s your favorite seafood soup." Jarrod's eyes twinkled.
During his challenging times abroad, Jamie’s homemade soup had been his sole comfort.
They moved to the dining area of the VIP ward and took seats at a table.
Jamie lifted the lid off the pot, filled a bowl, and passed it to him.
Jarrod accepted the bowl and downed the soup in just a few hearty gulps.
“How does it taste? Does it taste the same as the old days? " Jamie asked while staring at him with anticipation.
"It's delicious,” Jarrod replied.
As Jamie refilled his bowl, her hand trembled, and she ended up spilling the soup, scalding the back of her hand.
"Ah!" she cried out in pain.
Quick as a flash, Jarrod scooped her up and made a beeline for the sink.
He then called a nurse over to apply some ointment to the burn.
While the ointment was being applied, Jamie clung to Jarrod's shirt.
Her face was wet with tears and contorted in pain.

“What are you doing? Can't you see she’s in pain?" Jarrod snapped at the nurse.
Startled and terrified, the nurse began applying the medicine with extreme caution.
Jarrod's concern melted Jamie's heart.
She pretended to be magnanimous and said, "I'm okay, Jarrod.
Don't be so hard on her." Jarrod eventually calmed down.
After the nurse had applied the ointment on Jamie's hand, Jarrod headed to the bathroom to clean the soup stains off his
clothes.
As he walked by the nursing station, he overheard two nurses gossiping.

own.” "Ugh. There are so many women like her nowadays. They really do prove that the squeaky wheel gets the oil. Look

stand a chance against these drama queens." "Are these guys blind or something? So much for dreaming of the rich and handsome ones.” Those nurses walked off. Meanwhile, Jarrod stood still as a statue, his fists clenched tight. The haunting image of Nicole, with her body covered in blood, invaded his mind once again. Thinking about it sent a mysterious wave of discomfort radiating from his heart, filling him with pain. He had done his best to avoid even thinking of Nicole's face. In the end, he could not help it. After what felt like an eternity, he returned to the lounge. Jamie was still there, waiting for him. As he entered, she raised her bandaged hand as if asking him to pick her up. Jarrod thought of the earlier conversation between the two nurses and felt mixed feelings. Jamie tugged at his arm and asked in a voice akin to a spoiled child's, "Jarrod, can I ask you something?" Just the day before, her family members had been detained by Jarrod for beating Nicole. If it wasn't for the vase, teaching Nicole a lesson should not have escalated to this. Truth be told, it was Jamie who had handed that vase to the woman. She was that eager to seal Nicole's

Jarrod declared. This meant that he was not going to let those people off the hook. Jamie ground her teeth in frustration. She realized Jarrod's decision would obliterate

said she only sleeps with you for the sake of the Lawrence family. In truth, she's repulsed by you, especially by the scars on your back. She said they look like centipedes and give her nightmares.” As she spoke, she noticed Jarrod's expression turn increasingly icy. Jamie seized the opportunity and feigned indignation. "It infuriated me. I don't care if you're involved with other women, but I can't bear anyone talking about you like that." All the while, Jarrod's fists clenched