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.

forward, pulled out some cash from her wallet, and stuffed the money into the bodyguards’ hands, attempting to bribe them

shook their heads and waved their hands,

understood what they

to explain, "Please,

things difficult for

do me a

is here and wants to

doesn't want to see me, I'll

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

would stand a chance

talk with him, thus saving

Jarrod

it was useless for Nicole to bribe

relay her message

took the money and went up to

few minutes, the bodyguard

let you on board.” Nicole knew she

her fists tightly and stepped

the deck, she saw

was adorned with

lanterns hung

floor was covered with expensive Persian

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

and guided

who was surrounded by many

who looked

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

of course, everyone knew that the Powell family had long

had a reckless older brother who single-handedly bankrupted their company, leaving them with debts worth hundreds

for Jarrod, the Powell family would no longer

had lavishly spent money just for Jamie to maintain her status

with her friends around

been waiting there for almost half an hour, but Jamie didn't even spare

how Jarrod doted on

stopped Jamie from drinking, took

also showered Jamie

Nicole was stunned for a

the last time she saw

had a dimple at the

his intimidating aura

he had transformed into a

However, he rarely smiled.

said that he hardly ever did,

business world

a decisive

to avoid showing

his arrogance

the thoughtful Jarrod

smell of alcohol filled the

was a

Nicole could react, red wine

this, a voice with a strong smell of

"Oops! I’m sorry, sweetie.

bad! My hand is

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

she saw him

wine for you.” As he spoke, he extended his hands

his wine on Nicole's

lewd expression made it look like he wanted

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

Ardlens

sexual preferences were

it that he had played with some women to

spent a significant amount of

might have learned

saw Howe's video that circulated through the Internet, she realized Howe's