Love Unbreakable

Chapter 183

Roscoe Roscoe grasped Nicole's ankle gently, yet his touch was steady and did not interfere with his task.

Clad in disposable plastic gloves, Roscoe applied an ointment that brought a cooling relief and numbed the pain.

The sensation was so comforting that Nicole found her toes involuntarily curling, her pulse thudding audibly in her ears.

Roscoe's expression remained detached throughout the procedure.

Once he finished with the ointment, he discarded his gloves in the trash bin, along with the porridge Jarrod had brought, without a second glance.

He exited briefly, returning with a thermos in hand, and proceeded to elevate the bed.

"Nicole, would you prefer to feed yourself, or shall I assist?" he inquired, his politeness unwavering.

Nicole, still somewhat dazed from the treatment, only registered his question when he repeated it.

She reached out slowly.

"I can manage on my own.” As her fingers brushed against his, Roscoe insisted, “Stay still.

I'll handle this.” Roscoe set up a small table, expertly transferred the porridge into a bowl, and fetched a spoon.

Nicole couldn't help but notice the pristine beauty of his hands, his nails short and clean, his veins subtly pronounced against his clenched fists, signaling strength.

Her cheeks flushed with heat.

This wasn't the first time he had tended to her wounds.

As Roscoe handed her the spoon, Nicole's hunger surged, especially for the shrimp-corn porridge, her favored dish.

She began to eat with an earnest appetite.

After the meal, Roscoe cleaned up the table and returned the bed to its original position.

“You should rest now, Nicole.

I'll be here to look after you,” he offered.

But Nicole's head shook in denial.

"No, Roscoe." Roscoe's gaze was intense as he watched her silently.

away, not daring to look at

for your education was

me for the help

suffer.” Roscoe listened without a flicker of emotion across

you didn't recognize me before.” Nicole recalled their encounter at

a crowd where her father had taken her to

She didn't remember him.

had

an intern at the

Roscoe probed, "Nicole, do you love that

at this moment

Jarrod, not the monster who refused to let her parents go

Roscoe's touch steering her gaze back to

dressed your wounds, hoping you'd

clear and compelling, making Nicole find

his next words, Nicole averted

want to drag anyone else

Roscoe could voice his thoughts, Nicole interjected, "Roscoe, to me, you're

him, my bond with him is

and that would

Nicole suggested

to turn her face away, Roscoe grabbed

silent, gazing

head, halting just before his thin

"Nicole, once I surpass that man, you will

In her eyes,

his words

Friday morning, Raegan got a message from Bryce,

sent her location

made her way downstairs after

the door, she spotted a black

in the passenger seat, beckoning her over with a

open the

the back,

narrowed at the sight

"Bryce, is

air was

toward Raegan, and Raegan disliked

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