Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 1232

Chapter 1232:

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Jarrod brushed his fingers over the wound on Nicole's lip, his eyes dark and calm. “Stop fighting for her. I've said before that you can't take Austin from me. Given your actions, I won’t allow you to see Austin again.”

Nicole shivered and looked at him in disbelief.

Jarrod stood up, smoothed his clothes neatly, and said coldly, “You may go now.”

Nicole lunged at him, grabbing his clothes, and demanded, “Jarrod, why?”

Jarrod stood still, and Nicole, grabbing his shirt, screamed, “Austin is the son I gave birth to! You haven't even gone near him. Why do you insist on taking my son away from me?”

Jarrod gave a cold laugh. “Nicole, I've told you before. “I can raise him because I’m his biological father.”

Tears welled up in Nicole's eyes. "If you don't care, don't hurt him. Why do you force him to stay with you?

Desperation shone in her tear-filled eyes. She couldn't understand why Jarrod wanted to take Austin away. He was a heartless man. Claiming to love anyone was absurd, especially her. He didn't love her.

He just wanted to possess her. Yet he always acted decently. It was absurd that Jarrod could truly love Austin. If he really wanted a child, many women could have one for him. He was just using Austin to trap her by his side.

Nicole didn't want Austin to find out the harsh truth. Although she hated Jarrod and wished him harm, her son was innocent.

Austin had been curious about his father for a while, so Nicole let the babysitter explain that his parents weren't together but still cared a lot about him.

Nicole didn't want Austin to grow up with the same hatred that consumed her and Jarrod. She didn't want Austin to become isolated, quirky, and hate himself because of their hatred for each other.

That was why Austin was content to live in the villa. I have believed that Jarrod loved him. But if Austin ever found out that he was nothing more than Jarrod's pawn to manipulate Nicole, it would destroy him.

“Jarrod, please let Austin go,” Nicole said wearily. She had used up almost all of her energy in the struggle. Now, even small movements caused her great pain. Her pale complexion enhanced her delicate appearance.

Jarrod looked at her with intense eyes and offered, “You have a choice.”

He repeated, "Nicole, you can choose to allow Austin to grow up with his parents. This is the last chance I'm giving you."

Jarrod would overlook Nicole's past with Roscoe if she stayed by his side. He would gladly let Roscoe off the hook if she would get back with him. Even though he had no feelings for Austin, he would never let it show.

He was ruthless and merciless, but he knew how to play his parts well. He could pretend to be a loving father. All of this depends on her coming back to him. Without her, there would be nothing.

He would never allow Nicole to marry another man and take his child with her. Just thinking about it made his blood boil and he wished he could destroy this man.

“Nicole, I mean it this time,” Jarrod said coldly, as if issuing a final warning. “If you continue to oppose me, you will permanently lose any right to be with Austin. You know I have the means to ensure that.”

Jarrod walked away without looking back.

Exhausted, Nicole collapsed to the ground, her fists clenched and her lips trembling, but her eyes burned with defiance. She would never allow Austin to live with this demon. She would protect Austin from any psychological harm.

When Nicole left the cottage, the nanny was at the window, discreetly signaling to her. This was her covert way of communicating that Austin was okay. This was her typical secret signal. When it was not convenient for them to meet, the nanny would signal from afar, letting Nicole know that Austin was okay.

Nicole was relieved. With the nanny nearby, Austin would be safe and sound. She had chosen the nanny carefully, so she didn't worry much about Austin's well-being. The nanny loved Austin as if he were her own son.

Nicole remained silent in the car. When she got out and confirmed that no one was following her, she still felt uncomfortable. So she went to the ladies' room to make a call.

"Hello?" a sweet, soft voice answered.

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