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.

the money into the bodyguards’ hands, attempting to bribe

bodyguards shook their heads and waved their

they were worried

to explain, "Please,

won't make things difficult

me a

that Nicole is here

she doesn't want to see me,

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

she got in, she would stand

to talk with him, thus saving her company

must see Jarrod tonight,

useless for Nicole to bribe them into letting her

they could relay her message

enough, one of the bodyguards took

minutes, the bodyguard

is willing to let you on

tightly and stepped

the deck, she saw how grand Jamie's

was adorned

crystal lanterns hung

was covered with expensive Persian

unlimited buffet of meticulously prepared and mouthwatering dishes

approached Nicole and guided her

Jamie, who was surrounded by

Jamie stood Jarrod, who looked dashingly handsome in

jewelry from head to toe, exuded the air of

Powell family had long since

reckless older brother who single-handedly bankrupted their company, leaving them

weren't for Jarrod, the Powell family would

had lavishly spent money just for Jamie

chatting with her friends around her, Jamie leaned against Jarrod's

an hour, but Jamie didn't even spare

witnessed how

so thoughtful that he stopped Jamie from drinking, took off his coat, and wrapped it

Jamie with affectionate

smile charmingly, Nicole was stunned

no longer remember the last time she

at the

he smiled, his intimidating

had transformed into a sunny and dashing

However, he rarely smiled.

hardly ever did, except when

all, the business world was like a

company needed a decisive and ruthless leader, not a

knew how to avoid showing

away his arrogance

became the thoughtful

pungent smell of alcohol filled

there was a loud

red wine

a strong smell of

"Oops! I’m sorry, sweetie.

My hand

Nicole looked up and saw Howe Powell, Jamie's

remembered him because she saw him in a video she had watched

say anything, Howe remarked, "Let me dry those wine for you.” As he

splashed his wine

wanted to take advantage of

said politely, "It’s okay.”

Ardlens for being

his sexual preferences

had played with some women to death

family had spent a significant amount of money to settle the

might have learned some tactics

circulated through the