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.

opposite each other by the window and chatted while

night view was beautiful. Better still, the wine was good, and

most enjoyable

finishing a glass of wine, Amber started to feel tipsy and more relaxed. Without

eyes traveled over her fair thighs and to her white

stirred inside him as his heartbeat grew louder

flashed her

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

“Why? Do you find

valiant and charismatic. However, after having some wine, she reverted to her

smiled and replied, “Of course

are you

what I’m trying to do. I’m just worried

“What do you mean?”

it that her IQ becomes so low after she has had some alcohol?

the more confused.

it? How am I going to joke around

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

her words, Jonathan said, “If I was a pervert, I would’ve taken action. Now,

utterly embarrassed, Amber put down her glass and

his laughter and

next day, Jonathan and Amber continued their journey. As

system in the car. Hence, they

and the sun was shining brightly. After leaving Kenfort, Jonathan drove into a mountain road. On the left side of the road, one could see mountains filled with

was breathtaking. Everything felt lively when

a song from a well-known singer was playing on

melodious love song—I

I hope life will treat you kind, and I hope that you have

I do wish

the song quietly. More than ever, they felt

have a question I’ve been meaning

“What is it?”

strong. Whenever Amber wore something seductive, he could not contain

because of Golden Years. And when you told me, you said that it was because

and take care of their problems once and for all. If you want me to conclude everything, I think there’s only

“And what’s that?”

a busybody.”

touched and

three in the afternoon, Jonathan and Amber arrived in Ackleton. After

Felicia had mentioned. The mountain roads were rugged. The further they drove, the more dangerous it was. And finally, their car could no longer travel further. Jonathan and Amber could only

pace. It was