Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

As the doctor administered her IV, Nicole’s phone rang.

The passerby who had brought Nicole to the hospital picked it up, saying, “Hello?”

Silence greeted the passerby from the other end, not even the whisper of breath.

Just when the passerby assumed the call hadn’t connected, a chilling, authoritative voice demanded, “Who are you?”

The tone was so imposing that the passerby involuntarily shuddered under its weight.

“I’m the one who brought the young lady to the hospital.

She fainted outside the Peace Hotel, and now she’s at a hospital…”

‘s BunnyBookery

Before the passerby could finish, the line was cut off with a series of abrupt beeps.

The passerby stood there, puzzled, wondering if concerns over medical expenses had caused the swift hang-up.

Since Nicole’s phone was locked, the passerby couldn’t access any contacts and decided to stay by her side until she woke up.

About ten minutes later, the passerby heard rapid footsteps approaching.

Turning around, he saw a sharply dressed man heading his way.

To his surprise, he recognized the newcomer.

“Mr.

Schultz, what brings you here?”

Jarrod frowned slightly, not recognizing the passerby, who then introduced himself.

“I’m Dilan Boyd, a sales representative from Artificial Home Furnishings.

We recently submitted a real estate project proposal to your company.

”

Despite the introduction, Jarrod’s expression remained blank, overwhelmed by the many minor figures seeking his attention.

He couldn’t recall them all.

Dilan understood the situation.

After all, the event had been bustling, and his company wasn’t well-known.

It was no surprise that Jarrod hadn’t recognized him or remembered any prior interaction.

Dilan brought it up merely to create some rapport, hoping it might lead to future collaboration.

“Was it you who brought this woman here?” Jarrod inquired.

After a brief pause, realizing Jarrod was referring to Nicole, Dilan nodded.

“Yes.

I was at the Peace Hotel dining when I noticed this young lady on the ground, her legs visibly injured.

I offered assistance, but she declined.

However, the moment she stood up, she collapsed.

”

Dilan tended to be loquacious, especially since he grasped Nicole had to be significant for Jarrod to rush here personally.

Jarrod was such a bigwig, after all.

Eager to make a good impression, Dilan elaborated

without prompting.

“She fell?” Jarrod interjected with a succinct question.

Dilan explained, “Yes, she was shoved to the ground by another woman.

It seemed she knew the man accompanying the aggressor and attempted to intervene, which led to her being shoved and verbally abused.

”

Dilan chose not to delve into the specifics of the altercation, noting only that it was a distasteful exchange.

Had it not been for his driver’s delayed arrival, he might have missed these critical details.

“Later, I found her here, weeping intensely, so I approached to see if I could help,” Dilan concluded.

Upon hearing the account, Jarrod’s expression turned stern.

He knew the individuals Dilan described.

“Alright, you can leave now.

” Jarrod dismissed Dilan abruptly, his tone icy.

Observing Jarrod’s darkening expression, Dilan regretted speaking so freely, thinking his words had somehow offended Jarrod.

He chastised himself for his failure to choose his words properly.

“Okay, I’ll be going then,” Dilan said, leaving with a heavy heart.