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 to let

shook their heads and waved their hands, refusing her

what they

hastened to explain,

things difficult

me a

Nicole is here and wants to talk

want to see me, I'll immediately

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

she got in, she would stand a

with him, thus

Jarrod tonight,

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

could relay

bodyguards took the

few minutes, the bodyguard

you on board.” Nicole knew she had

fists tightly

reached the deck, she saw

entire yacht was adorned with

lanterns hung

was covered with expensive Persian

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

Nicole and guided

Jamie, who was surrounded by many

who looked dashingly handsome in his tailored

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

everyone knew that the Powell family

older brother who single-handedly bankrupted their company,

the Powell family

just for Jamie to maintain her status as

chatting with her friends around her, Jamie leaned

an hour,

how

drinking, took off his coat,

showered Jamie

Nicole was stunned for

no longer remember the last

dimple at the

smiled, his

he had transformed into a sunny and dashing

However, he rarely smiled.

hardly ever did, except when he

all, the business world was

needed a decisive and ruthless leader, not a

how to avoid showing his vulnerability

his

thoughtful

smell of alcohol

was

Nicole could react, red wine splattered

a voice with a strong smell of

"Oops! I’m sorry, sweetie.

My hand

you.” Nicole looked

him in a video she had watched

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

splashed his wine

expression made it look like he wanted to take advantage

"It’s okay.” She had heard about Howe

infamous in Ardlens for

preferences

he had played with some women

family had spent a significant amount of money to

might have learned some tactics from

circulated through the