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.

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

bodyguards shook their heads and waved their hands, refusing her

they were worried

she hastened to

won't make things difficult for

do me a

here and wants to

to see me, I'll immediately

was betting on whether Jamie's hatred toward

would stand a chance of

manage to talk with

see Jarrod tonight,

was useless for

relay her message to

bodyguards took the money and went

the

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

fists tightly and stepped

the deck, she saw how

entire yacht was adorned

crystal lanterns

was covered

a five-star chef was preparing an unlimited buffet of meticulously prepared and mouthwatering dishes that

approached Nicole and guided her through the

found Jamie, who

Jarrod, who looked dashingly

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

everyone knew that the Powell

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

the Powell family would no longer have a place

for Jamie to maintain

chatting with her friends around her, Jamie leaned

had been waiting there for almost half an hour, but Jamie

how Jarrod doted on

stopped Jamie from drinking, took off his coat,

Jamie with

watching Jarrod smile charmingly, Nicole

the last time she saw Jarrod smile

at the corner of his

he smiled, his intimidating aura

transformed into

However, he rarely smiled.

hardly ever did, except when

world

company needed a decisive and ruthless

to avoid showing his

away his

thoughtful

of alcohol

was a

could react, red wine splattered

this, a voice with a strong

"Oops! I’m sorry, sweetie.

bad! My hand

mean to spill wine all over you.” Nicole

saw him in a video she

dry those wine for you.” As he spoke, he extended

his

he wanted

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

Ardlens

his sexual preferences were

it that he had played with some

Powell family had spent a significant

once suspected that Jarrod might have learned some tactics

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