Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 182

Such A Madman Nicole remained silent, simply shaking her head in response.
Shortly after, Jarrod entered with medication in hand.
Observing the space between Nicole and Roscoe, a flicker of curiosity crossed Jarrod's eyes.
Jarrod extended the medicine to Roscoe, questioning, “Does she need to start with an infusion or should she be applied with the
medicine first?" Handing the medication to a nurse, Roscoe instructed, "She can apply the medicine at home.
Start with an infusion for now." Jarrod's eyebrows lifted in surprise.
"Aren't you going to apply medicine for her yourself?" Looking up, Roscoe's voice was soft but firm.
"No. If you require assistance, the nurse is available." Undeterred, Jarrod's voice carried a hint of implication.
"I'll take care of the application myself.” Roscoe appeared not to register Jarrod's words, turning his attention back to his work as
the nurse finished administering the fluids.
Jarrod grabbed a cigarette and glanced at Roscoe from a short distance.
Roscoe, with his good looks and black-rimmed glasses, appeared innocent and non-threatening, much like the campus
heartthrob.
A cold smirk crossed Jarrod's face as he mused over Nicole's possible attraction to this type of men.
He pondered whether Roscoe had sex before.
He didn't know whether Nicole and Roscoe had an affair or not.
The only thing clear to Jarrod was their shared moment over breakfast.
Leaning casually against the door, Jarrod fiddled with his cigarette, probing with a smile, “Roscoe, you know Nicole.
Why act as if you don't?" Without glancing up, Roscoe responded honestly, "Given her four monthly hospital visits, she's hard to
forget.
I asked her once if she needed to call the police, but never again.” Jarrod was taken aback.

Nicole's frequent hospital visits were news to him.
His encounters with her were intense, consumed by passion, leaving him uncertain if her discomfort was a result of their intimacy
or something deeper.

Preferring not to see her face, to spare himself the distress, he would ask her to turn away each time.
Jarrod had more questions for Roscoe but was interrupted by an attractive nurse who approached Roscoe.
"Dr.
Watts, it's for you." The nurse hastily placed it down and retreated shyly.

the steaming bowl on the bedside table near Nicole. Nicole, slightly drunk though not noticeably so, jerked her head away in a startled motion as Jarrod approached. “What are you doing?" Jarrod had intended to procure a new set of clothes for her and even considered asking Alec to drop some off. However, the thought of Roscoe prompted a change of heart. Bowing his head, Jarrod's warm breath brushed against Nicole as his hand roamed without restraint. Leaning in, he murmured, "I want you." "Jarrod, choose the time and place wisely for your advances. This is a hospital,’ Nicole chastised, gripping his

you dare to cross the line, I will..." "What will you do?" Jarrod retorted, pinching Nicole's cheek, causing her lips to pout and teeth to flash in protest. His gaze grew heavy. He hadn't found satisfaction

Yet, his sympathy waned as he recalled her repeated deceptions.
With a cold stare, Jarrod held Nicole's chin firmly.
"This is what you want.
Can't you handle it now?" he taunted.
Disgust swept through Nicole.
He was audacious, caring little for the occasion and the surroundings.
Closing her eyes, Nicole exhibited a vulnerability seldom seen, whispering, “I can't...
I’m in so much pain now...” Jarrod's scoff was bitter.
"Then moan.
If it pleases me, I might just release you.” Suddenly, Nicole's gaze lifted to the white hospital walls, her realization dawning.
Jarrod wanted Roscoe to overhear her moan.

a different time, Nicole would willingly share intimacy with Jarrod and avoided

pride while enduring such agony. With a deft movement, she

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