Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 388

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After all, Jarrod was quite handsome and didn't look like he would have any trouble finding a wife. Why hadn't he found someone to marry?

The nurse handed the form to Alec, saying, “The patient is pretty fragile right now. Sign it yourself and see if there are any close friends or distant relatives who can come. It would be good if you contacted them as soon as you can.

After all, heart failure was an unexpected disease and no one could foresee what could happen. The nurse simply wanted to give Alec a friendly reminder.

The medical staff then closed the door to the operating room.

Clinging to the form, Alec felt overwhelmed and unsure of what to do. Remembering the nurse's suggestion, he took out his phone and called a number.

In the Sunshine apartment.

After showering, Nicole dressed in a bathrobe and walked barefoot on the carpet.

He had just opened a bottle of red wine placed on the windowsill.

He poured himself some wine and looked out the French window at the distant neon lights.

The city seemed vibrant in the dead of night. In contrast, his life seemed quite unsatisfying.

Nicole took a sip of red wine and finished it quickly.

Although she didn't really taste the wine, she felt a little dizzy after downing it in one gulp.

He liked to be in a quiet environment under the influence of alcohol. Sometimes, with alcohol, he even imagined that his parents were still alive and that his family lived happily as in the old days.

Without those happy memories from before Jarrod came into the picture, Nicole doubted she could endure the lonely nights.

From the lofty heights of a building like the Sol Apartment, looking down from the window would make people feel a little dizzy.

It was the same height from which Wesson had jumped.

Every night when she returned here, Nicole spent time by the window, remembering the suffering she and her family had endured.

Those difficult times served as motivation for him to continue living in this new life.

Nicole thought that if he had died in that accident, it would have been a blessing for her. It wasn't easy for him to continue like this.

He often felt meaningless, except for revenge.

That discouraging past overwhelmed her like a heavy burden. She had carried too much and felt completely exhausted…

As Nicole stood dazed by the window, she noticed her phone vibrating. He picked up “Miss Lawrence, could you come to the hospital right away? Mr. Schultz is in critical condition…” Alec’s voice crackled through the speaker, sounding nervous.

"Isn't he dead yet?" Nicole scoffed.

Alec seemed taken aback by her response. After a brief silence, he responded in a tense voice: "No, it's very serious now..."

"What a pity!" Nicole commented nonchalantly. How was it possible that Jarrod was still alive? He refilled his glass of red wine, shaking it gently. I had assumed I had to have a party.

It took Alec a few seconds to understand what Nicole meant. In an instant, his complexion lost all color.

Alec wasn't sure whether to continue the conversation. However, he felt unbearable sadness and sympathy for Jarrod.

Miss Lawrence, you may not appreciate what I'm about to say, but ultimately it was your words that caused Mr. Schultz to kneel in the rain for eight hours. And now he's dealing with heart failure.

How about you show him some compassion? Furthermore, he has been filled with remorse for his past actions. How can you be so merciless to a dying person?

«Be ruthless? If I had known Jarrod was so submissive, I wouldn't have made him kneel at the entrance,” Nicole replied, laughing out loud.

Although Alec found Nicole's tone very strange, he said quietly, "Miss Lawrence, I didn't mean to accuse you. Mr. Schultz is very unwell at the moment. He has no family, and there was no one to sign the form stating his critical condition. "I know you are the person you most want to see."

«Don't get me wrong, Alec. What I mean…” Nicole said with a smile.

After a pause, she continued nonchalantly: “If I had known Jarrod was so submissive, I would have sent him straight to hell.

"Someone as evil as him deserves an end like that."

Alec was caught off guard by Nicole's words. Obviously, she harbored deep resentment toward Jarrod.

Nicole added: "Alec, if it was your sister who had experienced those things, would you convince her to forgive that bastard? Do you still see her as someone without heart?

Nicole's words left Alec completely speechless. He had to admit that Nicole was right. I had never tried to understand things from Nicole's point of view. If someone dear to him went through what Nicole had gone through, he might feel the urge to seek revenge and never forgive that bastard as long as he lived.

Nicole was tired of constantly hearing those meaningless words. He said impatiently: 'Enough. The best news for me would be hearing about Jarrod's death.

After saying that, Nicole ended the call.

Then, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. What was happening to this world? Jarrod, that evil, crazy man! Because of Jarrod, she had endured immense hardships. The Lawrence Group went bankrupt, her father succumbed to despair and jumped off a building, her mother died of depression, and she had lost count of how many times Jarrod had trampled on her dignity in the past.

How could Nicole forgive Jarrod after what happened? Someone as evil as Jarrod should find himself in the depths of hell.

Just because Jarrod felt remorse and had trouble with his conscience, should she forgive what he did to her and her family? If she didn't forgive him, would she be considered a ruthless and ruthless person? Did anyone take into account the pain she had suffered all these years?

Nicole, who was laughing out loud, suddenly felt a hint of sadness, but her face showed no emotion. Even though his heart was broken, it was difficult for him to shed tears.

The cruelty of the people had deeply disappointed her. He no longer dared to love anyone and he couldn't accept the love of others either... It was all because of Jarrod.

Jarrod had shattered all her fantasies about anything beautiful.

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