Love Unbreakable

Luis expressed his exasperation with Jarrod, “Bro, as I’ve mentioned, women respond to gentle persuasion.

Making Roscoe suffer won’t help.

It will only breed resentment and push Nicole further away.

Even if your feelings for her have changed, for the sake of your child, you should maintain a peaceful relationship with her.

Don’t subject your child to emotional harm that you’ll regret.

”

Both Luis and Mitchel had delivered a heat-felt speech, unsure if Jarrod absorbed any of their advice.

Ultimately, advice amounted to mere words.

Action was a separate issue.

Mitchel summed up, saying, “I’m willing to support Roscoe, not only because his goals align with my company this year, but also to prevent you from making more mistakes.

If Roscoe suffers due to his family’s troubles and ends up in jail, I doubt Nicole will ever forgive you.

Think it over and avoid actions you’ll regret.

”

In terms of friendship, Mitchel always stood by his friends.

Seeing Jarrod encounter problems on the matter of feelings, he wanted to offer assistance.

But that was his limit.

He had fulfilled his role.

The journey ahead was one that Jarrod would have to navigate on his own.

After the gathering, everyone dispersed.

Luis opted to linger at the bar, while Mitchel headed straight home.

Once back home, Mitchel made his way to the guest bathroom to wash away the lingering scent of the bar.

Following his shower, Mitchel visited the nursery, where a profound sense of contentment washed over him as he gazed at his peacefully slumbering babies.

Tenderly, he pressed ki*ses to their cheeks.

He then returned to the master bedroom.

Raegan lay asleep in bed, with their daughter Janey nestled beside her like a little kitten.

As Mitchel approached, the room was enveloped in the familiar, comforting fragrance of his wife and children.

Mitchel settled into bed quietly, but even his gentle movements roused Raegan.

She blinked sleepily and murmured, “You’re back?”

“Yes, sorry for waking you,” Mitchel whispered, planting an apologetic ki*s on her forehead.

“It’s okay.

I probably napped too much during the day.

My sleep’s been lighter lately,” Raegan replied softly.

Then, she inquired, “Did you spend time with Jarrod tonight?”

“Yes, I did spend time with him,” Mitchel replied.

He had informed Raegan about his plans to meet Jarrod at the bar beforehand.

Raegan’s expression soured.

“Is he showing any signs of calming down?”

“I attempted to reason with him.

If he remains obstinate, there’s little more I can do,” Mitchel replied.

“He’s insufferable,” Raegan grumbled.

“Nicole’s already going through a rough patch.

Why does he insist on exacerbating her troubles?”

Raegan’s frustration stemmed from her deep concern for her best friend.

Over the years, it had consistently been Jarrod who added complexity to Nicole’s life, disrupting Nicole’s peace.

“I hope he comes to his senses.

” Mitchel sighed.

The issue was Jarrod’s towering pride.

Once wounded, he refused to yield even an inch.

Both Jarrod and Nicole were entrenched in their stubbornness, one refusing to glance backward while the other was steadfastly unwilling to compromise.

They were destined to drift apart indefinitely.

“He’s your friend.

They say birds of a feather flock together.

If you two get along, there must be some common ground,” Raegan remarked, pouting.

Mitchel was caught off guard.

He hadn’t anticipated the conversation about Nicole and Jarrod to shift the focus onto himself.

“Honey, please.

Remember, I pleaded for you to return to me,” Mitchel said, resorting to playing the sympathy card.

He understood that reasoning with his wife was futile.

It often resulted in either conceding the argument or inadvertently hurting her feelings.

So, he opted for the quickest exit strategy by playing the role of the pitiable one and admitting fault.

Reflecting on Mitchel’s words, Raegan acknowledged that he had indeed made considerable efforts for their relationship.

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