I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 67 It Is White

Jonathan swallowed hard. “F*ck off!”

Immediately, the caller said, “Sir, do you wish to f*ck someone?”

Jonathan was rendered speechless. “F*ck you!”

“God, you’re so annoying. Give me a second. I’m coming to you right now,” the caller said bashfully.

“Don’t!” Jonathan was scared stiff. “If you do, I’ll call the police!”

It seemed that his words had worked, as the caller immediately hung up.

Jonathan let out a long sigh. The woman on the phone is truly a master. I almost accepted her offer after hearing a few sentences from her.

He went back to the window and sat down again. As the air conditioner was turned on, the room was rather cooling. Although there were other items, such as a computer and a television in the room, he was not interested in them.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Is it that woman who called just now? Jonathan’s heart thumped. If not for the fear that Amber would find out, I would have done something crazy today.

Waving away those thoughts, he quickly went to answer the door, only to see Amber standing in the doorway.

She was wearing a light blue dress, with her hair styled in waves. She looked gorgeous and lively. In her hands were a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses.

Jonathan stared at Amber’s chest and saw her cleavage. His heart raced.

“Oh, Little Amber. It’s you. You’re so beautifully dressed, and you even brought a bottle of wine. Are you forcing me to make a mistake? Look, I can’t hold back sometimes.” Jonathan rubbed his hands.

Amber rolled her eyes at Jonathan. “What’s up with your mind? Can’t you think of something else besides that?”

With a chuckle, Jonathan let Amber into his room. “How can I possibly think straight when I see someone as beautiful as you in the middle of the night? If I can, then it’s either you’re a failure or I’m a failure.”

“Not funny!”

“Haha. Aren’t you curious why I said the last sentence?”

“Please, I know what you mean. You’re a failure because you’re worse than a beast, and I’m a failure because I’m not attractive enough. Am I right?”

Jonathan gave a half-suppressed laugh.

Amber continued, “I can’t sleep, and I feel like talking to you. Besides, drinking wine is good for a woman’s skin.”

“Are you a good drinker? I’m afraid that you’ll molest me when you’re drunk.”

“Can’t you say something nice?” While saying that, Amber poured a glass of wine for Jonathan and herself.

sat opposite each other by the window and chatted

the wine was good, and the

enjoyable moment for a

to feel tipsy and more relaxed. Without realizing it, she

fair thighs and to her

him as his heartbeat

no idea that she had accidentally flashed her underwear

was so distracted that after a moment, he said, “Um, Amber, it’s getting late. I think you should

at him. “Why? Do you find me

usual Amber was valiant and charismatic. However, after having some wine, she

smiled and replied, “Of course

are you chasing me

not what I’m trying to do. I’m

“What do you mean?”

that her IQ becomes so low after she has had some alcohol? Defeated by Amber’s innocence, he

more confused.

How am I going to joke around with her in the

a thought struck Amber’s mind. Her face flushed red as she stood up and said,

a pervert, I would’ve taken action. Now, hurry up and go

down her glass and rushed out of

his laughter and went

their journey.

navigation system in the car. Hence, they

the sun was shining brightly. After leaving Kenfort, Jonathan drove into a mountain road. On the left side of the

Everything felt

a

a melodious love song—I Will Always Love

and I hope that you have all that you ever dreamed

I do wish you

More than

said, “I have a

“What is it?”

wore something

we confronted Felicia, you said that you went in because you pitied her. Then later, you said that it was because of Golden Years. And when you told

and I really want to get my hands on Golden Years and take care of their problems once and for all. If you want me to conclude everything,

“And what’s that?”

busybody.”

smiled. She felt touched and was satisfied with her

Jonathan and Amber arrived in Ackleton. After

drove, the more dangerous it was. And finally,

they quickened their pace. It was eight o’clock in the evening when they were twenty