Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 514

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Although the Schultz company had fallen from the top positions in Ardlens, it was still a force to be reckoned with.

Noticing Nicole's presence, Jarrod closed his laptop and said, "It's time for my medication." His intention was for her to feed him.

Despite his calm tone, Nicole felt a chill run down her spine. It wasn't the first time I had helped him with his medication since he had woken up. Before he had been just as calm, without investigating his actions.

The reason for his behavior baffled Nicole. He picked up the bowl containing the herbal medicine, meant to speed up the healing process, and fed him with a spoon.

Jarrod accepted each spoonful as if it were something delicious.

Given the bitterness inherent in the medicine, it had to be consumed quickly to avoid an upset stomach. However, Jarrod preferred to be spoon-fed by Nicole.

When he had taken all the medicine, Nicole wiped his mouth with a tissue, as if he were a patient.

Showing a hint of vulnerability, Jarrod said to Nicole in a softer tone, "Thank you."

Their interaction was remarkably calm, something unprecedented for them.

Breaking the silence, Nicole said, “Jarrod, I have to inform my family and I have work to do. “Can I use my phone?”

Handing him his phone, Jarrod said, "Feel free."

"But I need my phone."

Adjusting the angle of his bed, Jarrod smiled at her and asked, "And who are you trying to call with your phone?"

"I have some errands to attend to..."

Before Nicole could elaborate, Jarrod interrupted her with a laugh and said, "From this moment on, you must avoid any interaction or communication with anyone named Watts, or you will face the consequences."

Nicole replied dryly, "Jarrod, what makes you think I will obey you?"

Nicole mused that Roscoe's return to the Watts family might actually be a blessing in disguise. At the very least, Jarrod would have to reconsider any action against Roscoe.

"Do you think Roscoe's association with the Watts family makes him invulnerable?" Jarrod seemed to read Nicole's mind.

Then, abruptly, he grabbed her chin tightly and said, "Nicole, you're underestimating me."

Undeterred, Nicole replied, “Jarrod, are you only capable of intimidation? Have you become so desperate that you resort to these measures?

Jarrod sarcastically replied, "As long as it works for you."

He was indifferent to the method as long as it served his purposes.

Whether it was pulling the Schultz family back from the brink of disaster or executing grand plans, his methods had always been inflexible.

Just as Jarrod had once taken back the reins of the Schultz empire through sheer determination, he intended to ensure that Nicole remained by his side, employing that same determination. The woman Jarrod had set his eyes on would remain untouchable by others.

«There is nothing inappropriate between Roscoe and me. "You're seeing things that don't exist," Nicole said.

Her words calmed Jarrod. Although Nicole despised him, she was not deceiving him.

His mood lightened and he said sweetly: -Just stay well and by my side, and nothing will happen to you. Also, I have good news for you.

“Good news?” Nicole laughed and said, “Jarrod, do you want to know what would really be good news for me? Seeing you pay for what happened to my father would be truly good news.

Undeterred, Jarrod replied nonchalantly: "The news is positive, but I'm not ready to share it yet."

Nicole was convinced that Jarrod had lost his mind. His statements didn't make any sense. Jarrod's "good news" was something she didn't even want to contemplate.

"Maybe we'll share some good news later." Nicole smiled satisfied.

Jarrod was curious, raised an eyebrow and said, "Do you have good news for me too?"

"Yeah. Are you excited to hear them? Nicole asked with a smile.

Jarrod was aware that any good news coming from Nicole would undoubtedly worry him, and probably not in a way he would appreciate.

He managed a small smile and said, "I'm looking forward to hearing it."

Then he said, “Help me clean.”

Nicole's demeanor turned icy and she said, "That's a job for the nurses."

"I'd rather you take care of it," Jarrod said firmly.

“Jarrod, keep wishing!” Nicole thought she had no shame.

“Wash me and I’ll let you use the phone for a quick ten minutes.”

Jarrod said, tempting her.

Nicole reluctantly agreed: "Fine." She saw it as an opportunity to torment him, given his vulnerable state.

Gathering water, Nicole wrung the towel dry, while Jarrod didn't move. He ordered him: "Open your shirt."

"Do you expect a patient to do it themselves?"

“Your hands are fine,” Nicole said.

"I don't have the strength to do it, though," Jarrod said seriously.

Nicole vividly remembered the firm squeeze he had given her chin earlier. He unbuttoned her shirt roughly, without showing any gentleness.

He didn't soften his touch even near her wounds.

Jarrod had previously let his fitness decline, but had gotten back into shape, boasting an impressive physique. His solid muscles radiated a powerful masculine presence.

As Nicole applied pressure to Jarrod's wound, her tone became hoarse as she said, "Biteing me could leave a deeper mark."

Nicole paused, sensing an unusual tone in his voice. Taking a closer look, he understood the situation. His face instantly twisted in revulsion.

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