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.

out some cash from her wallet, and stuffed the money

and

what they

hastened to explain, "Please, take

things difficult

do me a

that Nicole is here and wants to

she doesn't want to see me, I'll immediately

on whether Jamie's hatred toward her was enough to let

in, she would

that case, she could manage to talk with

Jarrod tonight, no matter

bodyguards were surely high-paid, so it was useless for Nicole to bribe them into letting her on

they could relay her message

enough, one of the bodyguards took the money

minutes, the

Powell is willing to let you on board.” Nicole knew

her fists tightly and

she saw how

entire yacht was

crystal lanterns

floor was covered with expensive Persian

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

Nicole and guided

Jamie, who was surrounded by

Jarrod, who looked dashingly

red dress and luxurious jewelry from head to toe, exuded the air

everyone knew that the Powell family had long

who single-handedly bankrupted their company,

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

spent money just for Jamie to maintain

around

an hour, but Jamie

witnessed how Jarrod doted

from drinking, took

Jamie with

charmingly, Nicole was

no longer remember the last time she saw

had a dimple at the corner of

he smiled, his intimidating

seemed he had transformed into a

However, he rarely smiled.

that he hardly ever did, except when he was with

all, the business world was like a

needed a decisive and ruthless leader, not

how to avoid

only put away his arrogance

the thoughtful Jarrod

of alcohol filled

there was

red wine splattered

a strong

"Oops! I’m sorry, sweetie.

bad! My hand

spill wine all over you.” Nicole

because she saw him in a

could say anything, Howe remarked, "Let me dry those wine for you.” As he spoke, he extended his hands to

splashed his wine on

it look like he wanted to take advantage of the situation to touch

back coolly and said politely, "It’s okay.” She had heard about Howe

Ardlens for being

preferences were particularly

he had played

a significant amount of money to settle the

Jarrod might have learned some

the Internet, she realized