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

and

what they

to explain, "Please,

won't make things difficult for

do me

Jamie that Nicole is here and

doesn't want to see me, I'll immediately

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

would stand a

that case, she could manage to talk with him, thus saving her company

see Jarrod

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

they could relay

enough, one of the bodyguards took the money and went up

minutes, the bodyguard returned with good

you on

her fists tightly and stepped onto

reached the deck, she saw how grand Jamie's birthday party

was adorned with exquisite

lanterns hung

floor was covered

room, a five-star chef was preparing an unlimited buffet of meticulously prepared and mouthwatering

and

found Jamie, who was surrounded by

Jamie stood Jarrod, who looked dashingly handsome in his tailored

cherry red dress and luxurious jewelry from

that the Powell

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

for Jarrod, the Powell family would no longer have a place in

spent money just for Jamie to maintain her status as

around her, Jamie leaned

for almost half an hour, but Jamie didn't even spare a glance at

how Jarrod doted on

drinking, took off his coat, and wrapped it

Jamie with

Nicole was

remember the last time

at the

he smiled, his intimidating

into a

However, he rarely smiled.

ever did,

business world

a company needed a decisive and ruthless leader, not

how to avoid

put away his

the thoughtful

pungent smell of alcohol

was a

could react, red wine splattered

this, a voice with a strong smell

"Oops! I’m sorry, sweetie.

bad! My hand is

Nicole looked

him because she saw him in a

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

splashed his wine

he wanted to

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

Ardlens

his sexual preferences were

that he had played with some women to death

had spent a significant amount of money

Jarrod might

through the Internet, she realized Howe's tactics were much worse than