I Am Unstoppable

The horror-themed bar was packed to the brim with way more people than usual by nine at night.

The place itself stood out amongst all the other bars on Bar Street due to Jonathan's successful marketing.

The horror-themed bar had managed to draw some clientele away from the other bars, but thankfully enough, Horington's identity as a beach town still drew plenty more tourists to the area.

That was the reason all the bars were still alive and kicking.

Aside from its unique style, the background of the horror-themed bar was also interesting. When the horror-themed bar first opened, a lot of tycoons came to support it. That alone was rather special.

Even the Dragon King, who was the king of the underground, had specially instructed his subordinates not to harass the horror-themed bar.

Those events had ensured a smooth sailing process ever since the horror-themed bar opened.

Jennifer was even beginning to feel like her hands needed a break from counting so much cash every day. Her personal savings account had already accumulated a whopping five million.

Even if that weren't the case, Jennifer still didn't have to care that much about the popularity of the bar. The bar was already equipped with a mature management system, so nothing problematic would happen even if Jennifer weren't there. The most she did was keep a tight eye on the finances and some minor management issues.

At that moment, Jennifer felt relaxed enough to just head to her own bedroom. The soundproofing was so good that she never heard a single whisper emerge from the rampant cheering and partying outside, even on their busiest nights.

The moment she opened the door, she realized that the light was turned off.

When she went to turn it on, she realized that Jonathan was already asleep on the bed.

She didn't know what exactly she was feeling, but it was almost as if Jonathan were a wilted version of his past self. There was no more fight left in him. It was like he had lost all the light that had once surrounded him.

Jennifer knew that Jonathan must have suffered a huge hit for him to react this way.

She felt obliged to help him get over this.

But how?

Jennifer couldn't come up with a good plan.

Following that, she closed the door gently and approached the bed silently.

That was when she caught a whiff of his sweat.

Jonathan always had a fresh scent around him. However, after so many days of not keeping up with his usual routine and not showering, paired with the hot weather, he started to smell faintly of sweat.

Any other regular person would have started to stink by now.

“Jonathan, Jonathan!” Jennifer called out softly.

He opened his eyes and looked at Jennifer in slight confusion.

“You should go and wash up,” Jennifer continued gently. “You can sleep after you've washed up.”

Jonathan nodded. “Okay.”

He's never going to smile and tease me like he used to again. Jennifer's heart ached.

“I'm going to go buy some clothes and toiletries for you, so wait for me,” she said.

“Okay,” Jonathan replied simply.

She rushed out and returned about twenty minutes later with new clothes for him, including underwear. She had even bought a razor and all the other necessities for him.

Jennifer left everything she had bought for him outside the en suite bathroom door. After informing Jonathan about that, she exited the bedroom.

He was done showering about ten minutes later and was properly dressed in the white T-shirt and blue jeans that she had bought for him.

However, he was still wearing his sandals, and his hair was wet from the shower. Luckily, his hair was short enough that it only took a couple of minutes with the towel to dry it almost completely.

He had also shaved his face clean.

Once again, he was back to being his handsome, fresh-looking self.

Jennifer's heart leapt with joy as she glanced at Jonathan. She even felt as if the old Jonathan had come back for a second.

“Jennifer,” Jonathan called out.

She heaved a sigh of relief and patted her chest lightly as she said, “You scared me. I was terrified that you were depressed.”

Jonathan just smiled and sat down before he asked, “Is there any alcohol?”

“Of course,” Jennifer replied. “This is a bar, after all. Just give me a second. I'll get someone to send some drinks and fruits up.”

Jonathan nodded.

About five minutes later, a large fruit platter, a tub of ice, and some red wine were sent to the room.

Jennifer poured Jonathan a glass of red wine before clinking her own glass to his.

“Now can you tell me what happened?” she asked.

He took a sip of wine as his gaze darkened. “I experienced something so humiliating that it changed my life forever. I'm never going to breathe even a word of it to anyone,” he replied before downing his drink in one gulp.

Jennifer stood there in slight shock before deciding to stop pursuing her question.

Jonathan then spoke up again. “You don't have to worry about me, though. Everything's already over. I'm not going to let this get to me again. Just think of what I did as my own reckless way of getting over it. From now on, I'm back on my feet. I'll pour a hundred and twenty percent of my energy into cultivation,” he said as his eyes gleamed coldly. “One day, I will return all of the humiliation I felt to Edward with no mercy.”

Jennifer was taken aback by his words. At that moment, Jonathan's gaze and aura were terrifying. She also finally realized that Edward was the cause behind Jonathan's current state.

“I know you can do it,” she said as she raised her glass. “You're a miracle worker, after all.”

Jonathan smiled and left the conversation at that as he downed another glass of wine in one gulp.

The two of them continued to drink and chat idly.

Jennifer had drunk quite a lot of wine, to the point where her face was slightly red, and she was swaying dazedly.

“I should go back,” Jennifer said as she stood up.

Jonathan just looked at her before saying suddenly, “Why don't you stay?”

She stood still in shock before her face erupted into a bright scarlet flush.

They both fell silent.

Finally, Jennifer broke the silence by asking, “What do you mean?” She couldn't understand Jonathan at all.

He simply gazed back at her, not dodging her inquisitive stare. “Life is unpredictable. It can change in just the blink of an eye. I don't want to run away from my feelings anymore. I want you to become mine.”

Jennifer bit her lip as she said, “But you're already married! What about your wife? Do you just want me as a mistress?”

Jonathan shook his head and replied, “You don't understand my world, after all. Simple earthly rules do not bind me, and neither do they bind Catherine.” He paused before he said, “However, if you do not wish to agree, that is ultimately your decision. I won't force you.”

Jennifer paused. She was beginning to figure out where she had been wrong this whole time. She had always tried to understand Jonathan based on her own human instincts.

However, Jonathan had never been a regular human being.

She was beginning to get a glimpse of his world.

Her heart began to beat rapidly.

Ever since day one, she had been in love with Jonathan.

The sheer emotions she felt whenever she saw Jonathan were simply too overwhelming to describe. It was a feeling that shook her from her very core.

The decision was hers to make, and it was right in front of her.

The choice she made would very likely change her life from that very moment onward.

Jonathan wasn't going to try and convince Jennifer to do anything since that wouldn't be fair to her. Because even without his convincing, Jennifer's decision wouldn't come close to being logical.

Will I ever fall for other men after this? Jennifer suddenly thought. Will I ever get married to someone else or build a family of my own? I don't think I can ever fall for anyone else after getting to know him. As long as I have him in my life, I'll be fine, even if we aren't together for a long time. I'll still have Winnie, and I'll still have this bar. Isn't that enough?

Jennifer knew what her decision was. Her face was still bright red, but she calmly said to Jonathan, “I'm going to take a shower.”

He nodded. “Okay. I'll wait for you.”

Jennifer hurriedly looked for some pajamas before rushing into the bathroom.

Jonathan continued to sip on his wine while he waited for her patiently.

Jennifer spent about half an hour in the bathroom before finally emerging.

She had on a purple nightgown, and her hair was already almost completely dry. It was still slightly damp, and some strands of hair curled defiantly around her face, giving her a seductive aura.

Jonathan's breathing began to quicken.

The reason he had come to find Jennifer was because she was the source of his desire and his fixation.

He hadn't been able to accept it, which was why he had turned her down at first.