Returning to the familiar expanse of their once-shared bed, Jarrod found himself lost in thought for what felt like an eternity.
Reprimanding himself internally, he acknowledged that tonight marked the end of his emotional entanglement with Nicole. He couldnt allow her to hold sway over him any Longer.
Having navigated the treacherous waters of the underworld and emerged victorious from countless business skirmishes, it seemed inconceivable that he still couldnt purge her from his mind. She, a woman devoid of compassion, was not worthy of his continued affection.
The following day, Nicole arrived at the courthouse wearing a striking green coat, a hue that only she could wear with such alluring elegance.
Determined to present her best self in the face of impending judgment, Nicole found solace in Rhetts reassurance. Miss Lawrence, rest assured. As long as Jarrod remains afflicted and compliant with his treatment, he stands no chance of gaining custody.
The notion of a parent, plagued by mental instability, caring for a young child was one that no legal system would condone.
Though partially reassured, Nicole remained wary. Jarrod awaited her next move, unaware of the ace she held up her sleeve, an advantage she intended to exploit to its fullest.
Glancing at his watch, Rhett broke the silence, asking, Ready to head in?
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Nicole nodded, about to take a step forward when a piercing, scornful voice cut through the air.
Well, well, look whos dressed in green. Trying to flaunt your affair with Jarrod? The voice belonged unmistakably to Doreen.
Despite Nicoles intention to ignore the provocation, Doreen persisted, still seething over the disdainful glance Roscoe had cast her way during their last encounter. Even though Jarrod had assured her that Roscoes memory loss would lead to acceptance, why did Roscoe continue to gaze at Nicole with such longing? He had never looked at her like that before.
Though Nicole tried to brush off Doreens words, her gaze inevitably fell upon Roscoe, who stood beside Doreen in a dapper gray suit, clutching a white handbag. His thoughtful demeanor, once directed toward her, now lavished upon another.
A sudden recollection struck Nicole. Roscoe had pledged to stand by her side during significant events. Yet here he was, a mere spectator on the opposing side of her struggle.
Nicoles heart ached with a pang of betrayal, yet she knew she had no right to blame Roscoe. He was innocent, enduring unjust treatment due to the conflict between her and Jarrod. It was her fault, entirely.
Nicoles look of anguish clouded Roscoes features once more, a sight he had grown accustomed
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to over time. He couldnt comprehend why Nicole always regarded him with that mix of sorrow and empathy, as though she pitied him for some reason.
Standing by Roscoes side, Doreen grew increasingly agitated, observing Nicoles deliberate disregard for her presence, which only stoked her fury. She had come to court today seeking entertainment, hoping to revel in Nicoles discomfort.
Nicole, heard youve run off with Jarrods child, Doreen jeered, unaware of Nicole and Roscoes past elopement. Jarrod had enforced a strict code of silence, and gossip was unthinkable.
Logically speaking, Jarrod wouldnt want the woman who had left him to be with another man, so who would dare spread such rumors?
Youre quite the piece of work, cuckolding Jarrod! Doreen delighted in Nicoles provoking Jarrods wrath, relishing the prospect of Nicoles future misery.
With a sneer, Doreen continued, You have no shame, daring to challenge Jarrod for custody. He could have had you and your lover killed together. Consider yourself lucky he showed you mercy. Shameless adulteress Like you deserves to be torn apart!
Doreen spat out her words venomously, ensuring Roscoe heard every damning accusation against Nicole. To her, Nicole was nothing but a promiscuous harlot who had bedded countless men.
Outside the courthouse, a place always buzzing with conflict, many people walked by or paused to observe.
It wasnt rare for arguments with mistresses to happen, so nobody was really shocked.
Nicole, if I were you, Id play it smart by getting down on your knees and asking for forgiveness. Jarrod isnt too fond of that rebellious streak you have. I bet hes just as rude as you