Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 344 How Well Did You Sleep In the secluded chamber, a man sat at the head of the table. He wore a white shirt, its crisp collar neatly encircling his pronounced Adam's apple, subtly highlighted by the placement of the buttons. His cool, detached demeanor was softened by a strict, almost ascetic discipline. His good looks were flawless and untouched.

As Nicole entered, the distance in his demeanor disappeared without a hint.

A warm smile brightened his perfect face.

"Nicole," he greeted, taking the coat she had just removed and hanging it with care.

"Have you been waiting long?" Nicole asked.

"Not in the slightest. I just got here myself," Roscoe replied.

Once they had taken their seats, Roscoe gestured for the meal to start.

The food was served promptly, and they started chatting lightly over the I meal.

Nicole, having a particular liking for deep-sea fish, took an extra two pieces, drawn not by the taste but by their soft, tender texture.

Roscoe, noticing this, switched her plate for one with stomach-friendly vegetables, gently reprimanding, “Nicole, you shouldn't be picky on foods. Eat these first, then you can have another piece of fish." Since Nicole's surgery, Roscoe had

been encouraging her to eat various nutritional foods. He knew that denying her the foods she liked would I only lessen both her mood and her appetite.

Nicole dutifully ate the vegetables, despite their lack of flavor, finishing every bite.

Roscoe smiled and suggested, "Nicole, perhaps you should consider placing your company under the auspices of my uncle's firm. It operates in a sector of Ardlens that often goes unnoticed." Nicole shook her head. "Roscoe, let's not talk about this anymore," she insisted.

Nicole was firm in her decision to not involve Roscoe further. His assistance up to this point was more than enough. She felt it would be unfair to

impose on him any further.

Roscoe rarely challenged Nicole's choices. At her rejection, a shadow of I disappointment briefly crossed his face. "All right, but for the specific tasks at hand, I'l arrange for my uncle's reliable aide to help you." "Roscoe, I really don't need..." Nicole started to protest.

issue, I must insist," Roscoe interrupted, reaching across the table to hold her hand, his eyes earnestly

was as perfect and appealing as his entire being. Her own hands and feet, always cold, found a comforting warmth in his I touch, a balm to

entangle Roscoe in the complexities and unpleasantness of her problems. =

name unsaid. Tears gathered in her eyes as she expressed her deep appreciation, “I'm so grateful to you." Roscoe's response was almost imperceptible. "Nicole, Austin is

so much," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. She was grateful that Roscoe had kept Austin from seeing the flaws in her. She felt she wasn't a good

overwhelmed

for her son had turned into bitterness. She questioned why he continued to live. Yet, as she tightened her grip, the sudden cries of her son pierced the silence, snapping her back

become so

placed his hands on Nicole's shoulders, soothing

you've done

I'm sure Austin wouldn't blame you either," he assured her, his gaze filled with

done anything

then hugged her gently, with a touch

settled Nicole into the passenger seat before taking the

outside a grand, high-end

staying here?" Nicole

some time. I've had it aired out, but it will be a few days before it's ready for us to move in. I've arranged for

Nicole's I eyelashes to flutter once

gently offered, "Nicole, would you like to go upstairs and check on him? Austin is probably asleep by now." Meanwhile, Alec

luxury

nearby, prompting Alec to swiftly exit

revealing Jarrod's pale, yet strikingly

fever soaring above 104 degrees Fahrenheit that night, threatening his

vulnerable, necessitated a hospital stay of five days

still

against smoking, he clung to

to Jarrod all of Nicole's actions since she