Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 445 Simply An Illness

Jarrod had always been suspicious. His previous words carried an undertone of doubt.

Nicole's heart skipped a bit. She looked away with feigned empty eyes to hide her panic.

Nicole observed that Jarrod's gaze, usually piercing, now held an unusual innocence as he took in the sight of her exposed back, adding an unintentional allure to the moment.

Jarrod stared unabashedly at Nicole, openly conveying his desire.

It was such an intense gaze. Nicole was stunned for a moment. She thought that if Jarrod was not confined to the wheelchair, he would have pinned her down to the bed by now.

She looked at him Indignantly and blurted out, "How dare you enter someone else's room without permission!"

As she spoke, she tried to fix her dress. However, she struggled with the stuck zipper. She had no choice but to drape her nightgown around her neck as a temporary shield.

When Jarrod saw this, his thin lips curled slightly. "What do you mean by someone else's room?"

He wheeled his wheelchair closer and smoothly stopped in front of Nicole. "What's here isn't mine?"

Nicole knew what he meant. He was implying she was also his possession. Of course, she wouldn't allow him to dominate the conversation. She smirked and retorted sarcastically, "Mr. Schultz, delusion is an illness that urgently needs treatment."

Jarrod remained unfazed, exuding a confidence as if victory was already his. He fixed his eyes on her back again, and the corners of his lips curved. "Are you sure you don't need my help?"

Nicole was frustrated. She felt her efforts were as ineffective as punching cotton. No matter how much she talked back, he continued at his own pace.

"Thanks, but no need," Nicole said through clenched teeth. "Please go out. I want to take a shower."

"Do you mind if I join you?" Jarrod asked casually.

Nicole looked at him speechlessly. She thought he was too shameless. "Mr. Schultz, please have a bit of decency Besides, is your wound no longer painful?"

Her icy tone reminded him of what had happened the last time he wanted to get close to her.

nodded in agreement

was stunned for a moment. She looked

he wanted to wait for her to

hygiene. In exchange, she was free to go out. But she must return at night to help him with his

her, Jarrod's injuries were still healing, preventing him from any sudden movements, leaving him

one of the cadavers used by her professor in her anatomy class in college. It was just that those cadavers were

Nicole knew what he was waiting for, she

"By the way, the doctor said I can bathe in the

was it. No wonder his

the desire to take a shower. Since she couldn't open the zipper, she tore it off forcefully. Her good

to Jarrod's room without even drying

Jarrod could now bathe in the bathtub, it meant his body had almost recovered. If that was the case, she must endure. She couldn't falter at

walked in. Jarrod was on the bed, reading a financial magazine.

it had six faucets discharging water at the same time. In ten minutes, the bathtub was filled with enough

and was about to call Jarrod when she bumped into his wheelchair. She was startled, not knowing

in fright and exclaimed. When Jarrod saw her reaction,

Did he know something, or was he just

felt like she was a radar, constantly alert to

knew Jarrod suspected her motives. But despite this, he still wanted to be

Jarrod began to untie his silk robe,

her eyes. "Jarrod, what are you doing?" "Take a bath," Jarrod replied

irritated. "That's

mouth curved into a faint smile, finding her reaction amusing. She had touched his body several times these past few days

quirked. "I don't have a habit of bathing with my

wipe his body, she could pretend he was just a cadaver. But

can get up,

question, Jarrod asked, "Why are you still shy

she not be shy? She retorted angrily, "Since you can get up, I'm done with

"My wound