Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

It crashed into the mirror-like TV wall, emitting a thunderous crash as both the lamp and the LCD TV shattered into pieces.

After letting off steam, Jarrod left the chaos of the room behind.

Nothing, and no one, was beyond his control.

Nicole fled the Oasis Apartment and took a taxi, as if running away.

The driver glanced at her disheveled state.

“Where to, miss?” he asked.

“The hospital,” Nicole answered firmly.

The driver wasted no time, getting her swiftly to the hospital.

Nicole exited the taxi and made her way directly to Roscoe’s ward Leila had mentioned before.

On the second floor, guards arranged by the Watts family blocked the entrance, preventing Nicole from getting in.

Rather than causing a scene with the guards, Nicole stood outside and called out, “Roscoe, Roscoe…”

The guards stood there in shock, not expecting her to pull such a stunt.

They were utterly perplexed, determined not to let anyone disturb Roscoe.

Currently, Roscoe was embroiled in a standoff with his family.

The Watts family insisted that he needed treatment abroad, yet he resolutely refused.

It wasn’t about the cost.

Rather, the treatment would require a month, and Roscoe couldn’t spare the time right now.

Moreover, he was certain that Nicole would come looking for him.

Amidst the clamor outside, a reflective Roscoe smiled.

Pushing open the door, he limped toward Nicole, masking his pain to keep her from worrying.

At the doorway, the guards were trying to drag Nicole away from the ward.

“Enough with the commotion.

Keep it up, and I might just lose my temper!” a tall man barked rudely.

Unfazed, Nicole stood her ground.

“I’m not troubling you.

I’m just calling him.

If he chooses to come out to see me, that’s on him, not you.

”

The guard, lacking any sense, blurted out roughly, “Cut the chatter and back off, or I’ll really get physical.

”

He even raised his hand, poised to strike.

“Stop!” Roscoe intervened from behind, his tone authoritative yet devoid of anger.

“Apologize to her.

”

The guard was momentarily taken aback, not used to seeing Roscoe display such power.

He quickly bowed and offered an apology.

“Sorry, miss.

”

Roscoe confidently took Nicole’s hand and led her into the ward, with the guards not daring to say another word.

The Watts family had a strict rule about visitors, especially if they weren’t family.

But they also made it clear not to upset Roscoe, as his mood mattered a lot.

Taking Nicole’s hand while walking into the ward, Roscoe immediately asked, “Have you been eating properly?”

Then, noticing her wrist felt thinner as he touched it, he expressed his concern, “It seems you’ve lost weight.

” He recalled his previous efforts to help her maintain a healthy weight.

Nicole couldn’t hold back her tears any longer.

Roscoe’s concerns were always so personal, always centered on her well-being.

And he had a unique way of perceiving her emotional state right away.