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.

cash from her wallet, and stuffed the money into the bodyguards’ hands, attempting

shook their heads and waved their

they were

she hastened to explain,

won't make things difficult for

do me

that Nicole is here and

she doesn't want to

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

she would stand a chance

case, she could manage to talk with

must see Jarrod tonight, no

useless for Nicole to bribe them into letting her on

they could relay

of the bodyguards took the money and went up to

few minutes, the bodyguard

willing to let you on board.” Nicole knew

fists tightly

deck, she saw

was adorned with

crystal lanterns hung

covered with expensive

was preparing an unlimited buffet of meticulously prepared and mouthwatering dishes that

and guided her through

Jamie, who was surrounded by

looked dashingly handsome in his tailored

dress and luxurious jewelry from

that the Powell family

a reckless older brother who single-handedly bankrupted their company,

family would no longer have a

for Jamie to maintain

friends around her, Jamie leaned against

for almost half an hour, but Jamie didn't

how Jarrod

that he stopped Jamie from drinking, took off his

showered Jamie with

Nicole was

could no longer remember the last time

a dimple at the

he smiled, his

transformed into

However, he rarely smiled.

could be said that he hardly ever

world was like

a company needed a decisive and ruthless

knew how to avoid showing his

only put away his arrogance when Jamie

the thoughtful Jarrod

of alcohol filled

was a loud

Nicole could react, red wine splattered

a voice with a strong smell of alcohol

"Oops! I’m sorry, sweetie.

bad! My

wine all over you.” Nicole looked up and saw Howe Powell,

him in a video she

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

he splashed his

lewd expression made it look like he wanted to

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

Ardlens for

sexual preferences

played

family had spent a significant amount of money to settle the

might have

circulated through the