Chapter 798

Chapter 798:

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Tears filled her eyes as Nicole looked at the lingering scar on Roscoe's face. “Are you crazy?”

Preventing her from opening the car door with his thin hand, Roscoe was unable to raise his injured hand to wipe away her tears. Instead, he used his sleeve and murmured softly, “We agreed to face problems together. Don't you love me anymore?

Hearing this, Nicole burst into tears even more. «You really are a fool... There is no one in the world dumber than you...».

Nicole was overwhelmed. Roscoe could have achieved more, but because of him, he was reduced to such a sad state.

Just then, a driver from the neighborhood that Roscoe had arranged in advance approached.

Once the car was running, a partition was raised. This partition was specially designed to block out any sound and prevent them from being seen in the back seat.

Nicole got scared and grabbed Roscoe's hand. «Roscoe, leave me. They can't see me with you. I will only cause you more problems.

Nicole was worried about Roscoe. If Jarrod, who was always seeking revenge, discovered that she and Roscoe had run away together, he would undoubtedly unleash a wave of retaliation by catching them. Roscoe was already defeated to that point and simply couldn't take another hit.

Nicole managed to persuade Roscoe: “Roscoe, please come home. Stop mixing with me. "I don't want to be in your debt anymore."

"I'm not coming back," Roscoe replied, gently wiping her tears with his sleeve. "Nicole, my home is wherever you are."

"No no!" Nicole protested urgently. «Don't worry about me. I haven't left without a plan. I will drop a bombshell on various social media platforms at 2:30 in the morning. After that, Jarrod will be too busy to chase me.

Nicole implemented a plan that would destroy her and Jarrod.

"Nicole." Roscoe looked at her with unwavering determination in his eyes. «I have been steadfast for more than a decade. Do you really think you can convince me now?

Nicole was speechless, knowing Roscoe's determination better than anyone.

A spark lit up Roscoe's eyes as he said softly, “Nicole, I've never had a place to call home. "Only with you do I find a 'home'."

He reached out and held her slender fingers tightly, saying firmly, “Even if you see me as nothing more than a little brother for the rest of your life, I am willing to do anything for you.”

Suddenly, Nicole felt weaker and, at the same time, braver when it came to facing life. It was difficult to pinpoint what exactly he was feeling at that moment.

Perhaps it was a mixture of trust and sympathy, or perhaps his feelings were transforming significantly.

Nicole didn't want to continue dwelling on her mixed feelings. Without further persuading Roscoe, she calmly placed her hand in his. Roscoe was someone I could always rely on.

The car accelerated and entered South Bank Road.

Nicole looked at the starry sky through the open sunroof, feeling a surreal feeling. "Have we really run out?" he asked.

"Yes," Roscoe replied.

"How did you know I was leaving tonight?" Nicole asked.

"After the nurse gave me that note today, I figured you'd be leaving tonight," he explained.

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