Chapter 565

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Back in her room, Nicole decided to take a shower since Jarrod was busy with his meeting.

She carelessly placed a nightgown on the bed and began to take off her dress. She struggled with the zipper of her two-piece top, which was stuck halfway.

Despite several attempts, it wouldn't move. Nicole, somewhat frustrated, pulled it again, but it was still stuck.

“Do you need help?” Jarrod's deep, calm voice surprised her from behind.

Nicole felt a chill in her heart and turned around quickly, to find Jarrod standing there, who had entered unnoticed.

Jarrod was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at her with a slight squint. "What were you so absorbed in thinking about?" She hadn't noticed his entrance at all.

Jarrod had always been suspicious. His previous words had an undertone of doubt.

Nicole's heart skipped a beat. He looked away with feigned empty eyes to hide his panic.

Nicole noted that Jarrod's normally penetrating gaze now had an unusual innocence as he took in her exposed back, adding an involuntary allure to the moment.

Jarrod was staring at Nicole, openly expressing his desire.

It was such an intense look. Nicole was stunned for a moment. She thought that if Jarrod wasn't confined to the wheelchair, he would have pinned her to the bed by now.

She looked at him indignantly and blurted out, "How dare you enter another person's room without permission!"

As she spoke, she tried to fix her dress. However, he struggled with the zipper being stuck. She had no choice but to throw her nightgown around her neck as a temporary shield.

When Jarrod saw this, his thin lips curled up slightly. «What do you mean by someone else's room?

He pulled his wheelchair over and stopped in front of Nicole. "What's here isn't mine?"

Nicole knew what he meant. He was letting her know that she was his property too. Of course, she wasn't going to let him dominate the conversation. She smiled and replied sarcastically: “Mr. Schultz, delirium is a disease that needs urgent treatment.

Jarrod remained unfazed, exuding confidence as if victory was already his. He fixed his eyes on her back again, and the corners of his lips curled up. "Are you sure you don't need my help?"

Nicole was frustrated. He felt that his efforts were as ineffective as beating cotton. No matter how much she answered him, he continued doing his thing.

"Thank you, but there's no need," Nicole said through clenched teeth. «Please come out. "I want to take a shower."

"Do you mind if I come with you?" Jarrod asked nonchalantly.

Nicole looked at him speechless. It seemed too shameless.

«Mr. Schultz, please have some decency. Besides, doesn't the wound hurt anymore?

Her icy tone reminded him of what had happened the last time he wanted to approach her.

To Nicole's surprise, Jarrod was more willing today. He just nodded without making things difficult for her. "OK. I'll wait for you, then.

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