Love Unbreakable

Doreen’s friends sprayed champagne wildly in celebration.

Nicole got drenched in champagne and wine, but she wasn’t in a celebratory mood like everyone else.

She felt an indescribable chill within.

Nicole didn’t know what to say.

While she hoped Roscoe wouldn’t reclaim the fragments of his memory loss, it was evident Doreen wasn’t the right match.

If Roscoe ended up with Doreen, he’d be under the thumb of the Watts family and Doreen.

Nicole could already see Roscoe’s pain and struggle when Doreen was around, and what about the future? If one day he remembered the past, it’d bring even more suffering.

Knowing Roscoe as she did, she pitied him.

Though it hadn’t occurred yet, if Roscoe remembered, it’d be devastating for him.

After the chaos, everyone had knocked back quite a bit, with Roscoe being pressured to drink a lot.

Jarrod and Vicki had a few glasses too.

Doreen and her friends had the most and were nearly passed out.

Doreen embraced her friend, mistaking her for Roscoe, and showered her with affection.

“Roscoe, I… I love you so much,” she stammered, her words trailing off into a mix of emotions.

“You mean… You’re… I just love… But it seems like you don’t care about me.

”

She let out a nervous giggle.

“But, hey, you’re still here with me.

You’re still mine…”

With that, Doreen wrapped her arms around her friend and planted a ki*s on her friend’s cheek, her breath coming out in an eerie, wailing sound that made Roscoe frown.

Roscoe didn’t even glance her way, feeling increasingly uneasy.

He pressed a hand to his chest and stumbled out of the chamber.

Nicole watched Roscoe leave, stunned.

It seemed like nobody else had noticed Roscoe’s departure.

With mixed feelings, she followed Roscoe out, catching sight of his figure disappearing around the corner.

As Nicole rounded the corner, she spotted a dark figure smoking by the window.

The dim lighting made it hard to see, but she could make out a faint silhouette.

She hesitated for a moment before gathering her courage to speak.

“Roscoe?”

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The silhouette seemed to freeze, as if acknowledging her presence.

Nicole asked, “Are you sure about marrying Doreen? Take your time to think it over! And if… If you’re hurting, it’s okay to…”

Her words trailed off as she noticed the silhouette turning around, a familiar and daunting visage.

It was Jarrod.

“And then?” Jarrod sauntered closer, his tone dripping with condescension.

Before Nicole could utter a word, Jarrod seized her chin, forcing her face upward.

With a sneer, he taunted, “Then you want him to be with you?”

“Umm…” Nicole let out a faint sound of discomfort as his grip tightened, furrowing her brows.

Ignoring her discomfort, Jarrod inched closer, compelling her to retreat until her back met the wall.

“Nicole, you’ve got some nerve, trying to lure Doreen’s fiancé.

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Anger clouded Jarrod’s rationality.

Fortunately, he had ordered his bodyguards to monitor Roscoe.

As soon as they spotted him emerging from the chamber, they swiftly escorted him to the hotel.

Jarrod glanced at Nicole, her face smudged with cake, resembling a mockery, yet she made no effort to tidy her appearance.

Instead, she hastened to locate Roscoe.

Did she have any clue how ridiculous she appeared?

Jarrod chuckled coldly.

“Roscoe’s Doreen’s man now.

You used to preach about morality and fairness.

What’s your game, acting Like some brazen mistress?”