Love Unbreakable

Chapter 407 Do You Love Me After Nicole's words, a heavy silence i enveloped the room.

I Smiling, Roscoe said, "Nicole, I can see that you care about me." Nicole seemed to be unaware that whenever she lied, she unconsciously pinched the nail of her index finger.

Roscoe couldn't help but smile upon noticing this. Realizing that she was deliberately provoking him, an act out of her care for him, he felt a surge of happiness so intense that his heart nearly leaped out of his chest.

Nicole was stunned. She hadn't expected that Roscoe wouldn't believe her words at all. With reddened eyes, she uttered with a cold determination, "Don't do all those useless things. You

I know that I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself!" Nicole couldn't comprehend why Roscoe had abandoned his medical I career to return to the notorious Watts I family.

I Nicole had harbored suspicions about Roscoe's true identity long before.

During his time abroad, Roscoe was invariably shadowed by bodyguards.

Since they did not seem to be hired by Roscoe himself, it could only mean that he was from a wealthy background where his mere identity required protection.

Nicole had kept an ear out in her social circle, and heard whispers that Doreen favored the newly returned illegitimate son of the Watts family. However, she hadn't expected it to be Roscoe.

The Watts family's reputation was

tarnished, engulfed in a mire of . scandals.

Roscoe was so pure that Nicole had the inexplicable desire to shield him from \ all of it.

I ( "I won't do anything useless." Aware that this wasn't a good place to talk, Roscoe dropped his voice to a murmur.

"Nicole, I'll be waiting for you at our usual spot tomorrow at midnight." With a solemn shake of her head, Nicole whispered back, "I won't be there." Roscoe was accustomed to her rejection and the sting of disappointment, and the smile on his face remained unyielding. "Then I'll be there every night without fail." Nicole was at a loss for words.

Roscoe pressed on, "I noticed the ginger in your porridge earlier. It's too

I much flavor for you now, so don't eat it. And don't forget to take your medication when you get home." Tears brimmed in Nicole's eyes.

I Roscoe's kindness overwhelmed her. If she continued to refuse him, how I would she be any different from Jarrod, a cold-blooded and ruthless person? Roscoe's and Nicole's reflections swam in the mirror nearby.

Tilting his head slightly, Roscoe brushed away Nicole's tears with his thumb. As his fingers wiped away the tears, he softly asked, "Do you love me, Nicole?" Nicole trembled nervously.

Roscoe's smile widened, and when he spoke, his voice carried a subdued but unmistakable joy. "You don't need to answer. Time will tell." Once more, Nicole did not know how

to respond. She was hesitant to say anything that would crush his hopes.

Roscoe looked at her and said in a resolute tone, "Nicole, give me some I time. I'll grow up." He pledged to I : § I evolve into the partner Nicole needed, I someone capable of protecting her.

Before Nicole could offer a response, a frigid voice sliced through the air.

"What are you talking about?" Jarrod's icy face came into view. He was clad in a suit as cold as his demeanor. His penetrating gaze locked onto Nicole and Roscoe, harboring a hint of danger.

with a shudder, Nicole clenched her fists.

Roscoe, on the other hand, remained calm and composed. "Nothing important.” "Okay," Jarrod responded impassively,

his features betraying no emotion. He moved closer, enveloping Nicole in a tight embrace, his arm. encircling her shoulder.

I Sensing Nicole trembling, Jarrod I I chuckled. "Your hand feels like ice. Are I you alright?" His seemingly soothing tone only made Nicole tremble more violently.

Jarrod had an impeccable demeanor and charm, which could easily mislead others into perceiving him as gentle and easygoing.

Nicole felt disgusted by his touch.

However, Jarrod's grip tightened, and his chilly lips grazed her forehead as he murmured, "Are you coming down with something?" A chill coursed through Nicole's veins.

Every cell in her body was resisting Jarrod. She felt sick. He was going too

far! "Let go of me!" she ground out through clenched teeth, her voice a mere whisper against his ear.

Jarrod didn't seem to hear what she \ said. He curled his lips as he pulled her I closer.

I To a third person, they seemed to be engrossed in a tender exchange.

Roscoe clenched his fists. His handsome features darkened with fury, and his once-clear eyes were now ablaze with anger.

Spotting Roscoe, Doreen said briskly, "Ah, here you are!" Drawing closer, Doreen casually linked her arm with Roscoe's, as though they were already an item. Pouting, she said, "I've been searching everywhere for you." Roscoe remained unresponsive, seemingly oblivious to Doreen's

presence. His focus remained fixed on the pair before him.

Having spent a day with Roscoe, Doreen was accustomed to his quiet I demeanor, so his lack of reaction I didn't faze her.

I Turning to the couple locked in a tight embrace, Doreen flashed a knowing smile and quipped, "Jarrod, spare us the lovey-dovey display, will you? Get a room!" Shooting a grin at Roscoe, Jarrod said, "Alright, we'll do that. Enjoy yourselves." With that, he clasped Nicole's hand and led her away.

This time, Nicole's attempt to break free was in vain. She sensed a burning gaze trailing her, almost tangible against her skin. However, she knew that there was no hope for her and

I Roscoe. She didn't want to repeat the same mistakes. It was time to put everything back to the way it was.

Shaking Roscoe's arm, Doreen chirped, I "Let's go." J i Roscoe trailed behind numbly, lost in his thoughts.

Nicole got into Jarrod's car, while Roscoe and Doreen stood nearby. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

With a cheerful wave, Doreen bid farewell to Jarrod. "Bye, Jarrod!" Jarrod nodded goodbye. Then, noticing how absentminded Nicole was next to him, he leaned over to help fasten her seat belt.

Nicole instinctively recoiled and snapped, "Jarrod, now that they're gone, how much longer must we keep up this charade?" "Charade?" For the first time that

night, Jarrod had dropped all pretense and kissed Nicole hard. "Nicole, I'm fucking in love with you. Do you think { I'm just acting like you are?"