Love Unbreakable

Don't Let Me See You The Valiant Voyager, Jarrod's private yacht, docked at the seaside harbor.

It was a three-hour drive from the city center.

It was already afternoon when Nicole arrived there.

She didn't have anything this morning because she had to fast for her laboratory tests.

Later, when she rushed to the company, she was swamped with those issues with the deals.

For a whole long day, she didn’t have time to eat anything.

Until now, her stomach was empty.

It felt like her stomach was burning, not from hunger but from some sort of internal heat.

A miserable smile slowly crept across Nicole's face.

She often felt this way since the beginning of the year.

Now that she was diagnosed with stomach cancer, she knew it was a sign of her stomach suffering and warned her to pay attention to her health.

But unfortunately, she hadn't paid much attention to her condition since Jarrod's return.

After all, handling him had taken her most of the time and effort.

If she hadn't missed the best time for treatment, her condition wouldn't have worsened like this.

Now, it was too late for anything.

When Nicole stepped out of the car, the cold late December wind blew on her face.

She felt like it was a blade that cut her skin.

She wrapped her coat tightly around her body and walked toward the dock which led to the prominent ultra-luxury yacht.

Two bodyguards in black stood there, checking the guests' invitations before they could get on board.

Nicole called Jarrod, and he answered quickly.

She hurriedly said, "Jarrod, I'm outside the Valiant Voyager.

Can you come down to see me? Or can I go up?" "I told you I'm busy today, and I don’t want to see you.

Get out of here!" Jarrod replied impatiently.

"Jarrod, please.

It will only take five minutes," Nicole pleaded.

She didn't intend to give up.

"Not even five seconds.

All my time today is only for Jamie," Jarrod refused coldly.

"So, get lost! Don't let me see your disgusting face!” Nicole then heard the beeping sound.

Jarrod hung up without even giving her a chance to explain.

Nicole dialed Jarrod’s number again.

But this time, all she got was a busy tone.

It seemed he had blocked her.

She stood in the cold wind for almost two hours, wrapping her coat tightly around her body.

Her assistant called again, informing her that one of their partners, who wasn't dissatisfied with their products, had called and asked about their products being returned.

This was not a good sign.

It seemed this partner was thinking about terminating their cooperation.

Nicole clenched her fists tightly.

from her wallet, and stuffed the money into the bodyguards’ hands, attempting to bribe

bodyguards shook their heads and waved their hands, refusing her

understood what they

she hastened to explain,

make things difficult for

me a

Nicole is here and

want to see

won't cause you any trouble." Nicole was betting on whether Jamie's hatred toward her

got in, she would stand

that case, she could manage to talk with him, thus saving

must see Jarrod tonight, no

it was useless for Nicole to

they could relay her message to

the bodyguards took the money and went up to

minutes, the

you on board.” Nicole

her fists tightly

saw how grand

entire yacht was adorned with exquisite

lanterns hung

was covered with expensive Persian

the captain's room, a five-star chef was preparing an unlimited buffet of meticulously

waiter approached Nicole and

who was surrounded

Jamie stood Jarrod, who looked dashingly handsome in

from head to toe, exuded

the Powell family had long

bankrupted their company, leaving

it weren't for Jarrod, the Powell family would no longer

lavishly spent money just for Jamie

chatting with her friends around

an hour, but Jamie didn't even spare a glance at

had witnessed how Jarrod

from drinking, took off his coat, and

also showered Jamie with

Jarrod smile charmingly, Nicole

could no longer remember the last time

had a dimple at the corner

his intimidating

into a sunny and

However, he rarely smiled.

could be said that he hardly ever did, except when

the business world

decisive and ruthless leader, not

to avoid showing

away his

the thoughtful Jarrod that Nicole

smell of alcohol

was a loud

react, red wine splattered onto

a voice with a

"Oops! I’m sorry, sweetie.

bad! My hand is

didn't mean to spill wine all over you.” Nicole looked up and

him because she saw him in a video she had

Nicole could say anything, Howe remarked, "Let me dry those wine for you.”

splashed his

wanted to take advantage

back coolly and said politely, "It’s okay.” She

Ardlens for

sexual preferences

that he had played with some women

had spent a significant

suspected that Jarrod might have

the Internet, she realized Howe's