Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 214

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Jarrod's heart nearly skipped a beat at the news.

In critical condition? Who? Nicole? How could it be?

Yes, Nicole had always looked too thin. But to say that she was seriously ill seemed like an exaggeration.

Jarrod still remembered how Nicole often claimed that, despite her frail appearance, she was strong as an ox.

At that moment, Jarrod stared at the nurse with a darkened expression and growled, "Watch your words!"

The intensity of Jarrod's gaze surprised the nurse.

Regaining her composure, the nurse responded with a hint of dissatisfaction: “Sir, this is a hospital. We don't joke about these matters. The patient suffers from advanced gastric cancer and is currently suffering from severe bleeding. If you are unable to sign the necessary documents, please contact the patient's family immediately!

Jarrod's mind suddenly lit up with shock and disbelief. He grabbed the nurse's wrist tightly with almost crushing force and, with trembling lips, demanded, “What did you just say? "Repeat it."

The nurse frowned and repeated, “The patient has advanced gastric cancer. I didn't know?". As she spoke, she tried to free her wrist from his firm, painful grip.

Clank! Jarrod's black gold staff, adorned with a dragon head, fell to the ground. Jarrod stumbled back, his tall body leaning against the wall to keep from collapsing.

His mind reeled as if he had been hit by bullets, and the pain shot through him quickly. Furthermore, he felt like his body was about to explode.

Advanced gastric cancer? No, it couldn't be true. I must have heard wrong.

Nicole was twisted. How could she be sick and, what was worse, in critical condition?

The idea that Nicole was sick seemed absurd to him. Didn't those evil people have long lives? In his mind, someone as vicious and scheming as Nicole should outlast even a turtle. How could she be seriously ill?

However, Jarrod's thoughts were interrupted by the nurse's anxious voice.

Sir, the patient is in an extremely critical condition and could go into shock at any moment. Every minute we delay increases the danger. Are you his family or not?

Inside Jarrod's head, a voice repeatedly said that this couldn't be possible. But his eyes couldn't deny the words on the surgery waiver form. Deterioration of condition. Life-threatening condition. Critical illness notice.

It felt like an eternity passed before Jarrod managed to find his voice again. And when he spoke, his words came out as if he were in a dream.

"She... I'll sign for her!"

"Are you a relative?" the nurse asked, following hospital protocol.

"According to the regulations, only spouses or immediate family members can sign."

“I…” Jarrod moved his lips, struggling to form the words.

«His parents are in a coma. "I can take responsibility for her."

Without the signature of a family member, hospital procedures would be greatly complicated. But the hospital would never deny treatment to anyone.

During Nicole's operation, Jarrod waited anxiously outside.

His mind went back to the time when the nurse told him that a patient with advanced gastric cancer would show signs of illness.

Jarrod strained his memory and tried to remember a time when Nicole had shown signs of discomfort. Sometimes he seemed to suffer during their moments of intimacy. However, at that time, the more pain she was, the more he wanted to torment her.

He remembered that after having sex, Nicole used to spend a lot of time in the bathroom.

But he hadn't given it any importance.

To make matters worse, he even took her out drinking on several occasions.

To secure certain deals that he had assigned her, Nicole had drunk desperately, continuously, for days until she got them.

This happened very recently. Jarrod realized that she might have suffered from advanced gastric cancer even then.

It turned out that she couldn't take it anymore, so she finally revealed her discomfort to him.

It wasn't an act. I was really sick.

But he had never believed her, not once.

As Jarrod stared at the closed doors of the emergency room, he realized that despite his wealth and power, there were things beyond his control.

He once thought he hated Nicole, sometimes even wishing for her death.

But now, faced with the possibility of losing her, he had only one thing on his mind. She had to live.

If she survived, he could make an effort to leave his hatred behind.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the doors to the emergency room opened.

Jarrod stood up abruptly. Seeing Nicole being carried out on a stretcher, she felt a searing pain.

In that moment of vertigo, his strength faltered and he collapsed to the ground.

Without realizing it at first, a trickle of fresh blood began to seep out from under his coat.

“Jarrod!” Jamie shouted as she ran to hug Jarrod, who had collapsed to the ground. Then he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Doctor!"

Shortly afterward, medical personnel arrived to treat Jarrod.

They hurriedly opened his black shirt and found that it was soaked in layers and layers of blood. In addition, thick scabs had formed stuck to the fabric.

“Are you kidding me?” The doctor exclaimed with a frown: “It's a fresh wound! It seems that he has been bleeding continuously but has preferred to ignore it. Does he want to die?

As Jamie watched the scene, he balled his hands into fists.

Men's words really couldn't be totally trusted. Jarrod once promised that he would love her in life. However, he was willing to throw his life overboard for that bitch Nicole.

Only when Jarrod finally received medical treatment did Jamie enter Nicole's living room. There, Jamie chanced to meet the doctor in charge.

"Are you with the gentleman who was just admitted?" the doctor asked when he saw Jamie.

«Yes, it's me. And the patient here, Nicole... She is my best friend.

Jamie responded, his voice tinged with mock sadness.

«Is it true that Nicole has advanced gastric cancer? Is there any hope for her after the operation?

Just before Jarrod fainted, Jamie had caught a glimpse of Nicole's resignation from the operation. Part of her wanted to laugh hysterically at the thought of Nicole's impending death.

The doctor swallowed Jamie's feigned sadness and tried to comfort her.

«His illness is serious. The chances of recovery after the operation are low. “We recommend focusing on end-of-life care to minimize their suffering.”

Jamie felt a surge of elation inside him, but his face was a mask of deep sadness.

«You have a history of previous admissions for an abortion scheduled for this Saturday. “It is important that you receive adequate nutrition before this procedure,” the doctor added.

«Abortion? Nicole repeated, clearly surprised.

Seeing her surprise, the doctor asked with a frown, "Didn't you know?"

Jamie calmed down quickly and replied as calmly as he could, “Of course I know. You don't have to worry about him not eating well. I will take care of her.

When the doctor left, the smile on Jamie's face disappeared.

Abortion? Was that bitch Nicole pregnant by Jarrod? Or was it someone else's?

Jamie's gaze fell on Nicole's still flat abdomen. If the child was Jarrod's, Nicole would figure out how to get rid of him.

How could this wrench conceive Jarrod's child?

Jarrod had never been intimate with her.

Despite his good looks and his skills in bed, Jarrod had always insisted on waiting until after they were married.

But then, a thought struck Jamie, making him smile slyly.

It seemed that even fate was on his side.

Regardless of whether the child was Jarrod's or not, he could take advantage of it!

Upon learning about the Lawrence family incident online, Raegan immediately tried to contact Nicole. But his calls went unanswered.

After a night of anguish, Raegan decided to go to the hospital where Nicole's father was admitted.

There, Nicole's mother informed Raegan that Nicole had also been admitted to the hospital. Nicole had explained to her parents beforehand that she had a small stomach ulcer.

Walking into Nicole's living room, Raegan looked at Nicole's gaunt features and a wave of sadness washed over her.

"Nicole, why are you so thin?" she asked worriedly.

Nicole smiled weakly and reassured Raegan, “It's nothing. Stomach ulcers can be like this. I can't eat much and can only drink liquid foods. "Think of it as a weight loss program."

As they continued their conversation, Raegan pulled out a card and handed it to Nicole.

Puzzled, Nicole asked, “What is this? Hadn't you already returned the three hundred thousand dollars I lent you?

Raegan put the card in Nicole's hand and explained, "There's 5 million on this card. I know it may not fix everything your family is facing, but it should cover your employees' salaries.

"Raegan, how did you get five million?" Nicole asked in disbelief.

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