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.

walked forward, pulled out some cash from her wallet, and stuffed the money into the bodyguards’ hands,

heads and

understood what they were

to explain, "Please, take

make things difficult for

me a

that Nicole is here and wants

want to see

trouble." Nicole was betting on whether Jamie's hatred toward her was enough to let her

got in, she would

to talk with him,

must see Jarrod tonight, no matter

useless for Nicole to bribe them into letting

relay her message to

one of the bodyguards took the money and went up to

a few minutes, the bodyguard

is willing to let you on board.” Nicole knew she had

fists tightly and stepped onto

she saw how grand

was adorned with exquisite

crystal lanterns hung

floor was covered with expensive Persian

room, a five-star chef was preparing an unlimited buffet of meticulously prepared and mouthwatering dishes that made Nicole's stomach

Nicole and

Jamie, who was surrounded by

stood Jarrod, who looked

dress and luxurious jewelry from head

that the Powell family

their company, leaving them with debts worth hundreds

for Jarrod, the Powell family would no

for Jamie to maintain her

around her, Jamie leaned against

for almost half an hour, but Jamie didn't even spare a glance

had witnessed how Jarrod doted

so thoughtful that he stopped Jamie from drinking, took off

also showered Jamie

smile charmingly, Nicole was stunned for

no longer remember the last time

at

smiled, his intimidating

transformed into

However, he rarely smiled.

he hardly ever did, except

the business world was

decisive and ruthless leader, not a

knew how to avoid showing his vulnerability

only put away his arrogance when Jamie

the thoughtful Jarrod that

of

there was a

red wine splattered

this, a voice with a

"Oops! I’m sorry, sweetie.

My hand is

mean to spill wine all over you.” Nicole looked up and saw Howe Powell, Jamie's elder

him in a video she

those wine

his

lewd expression made it look like he wanted to take advantage of the situation to

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

in Ardlens for being a

his sexual preferences were particularly

that he had played with

spent a significant amount of money to

might

Howe's video that circulated through the Internet,