Love Unbreakable

Chapter 198

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 andwarned 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 prominentultra-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 seeyou.

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 theirproducts, 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.

She walked forward, pulled out some cash from her wallet, and stuffed the money into the bodyguards’hands, attempting to bribe them to let her in.

But the bodyguards shook their heads and waved their hands, refusing her money.

She understood what they were worried about.

So, she hastened to explain, "Please, take it.

1 won't make things difficult for you.

Just do me a favor.

Tell Jamie that Nicole is here and wants to talk to her.

If she doesn't want to see me, I'll immediately leave.

I won't cause you any trouble." Nicole was betting on whether Jamie's hatred toward her was enoughto let her in.

Once she got in, she would stand a chance of seeing Jarrod.

In that case, she could manage to talk with him, thus saving her company from going bankrupt.

She must see Jarrod tonight, no matter what.

These bodyguards were surely high-paid, so it was useless for Nicole to bribe them into letting her onboard.

But they could relay her message to Jamie.

Sure enough, one of the bodyguards took the money and went up to ask.

After a few minutes, the bodyguard returned with good news.

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

She clenched her fists tightly and stepped onto the yacht.

When Nicole reached the deck, she saw how grand Jamie's birthday party was.

The entire yacht was adorned with exquisite flowers.

Sparkling crystal lanterns hung everywhere.

The floor was covered with expensive Persian carpets.

In front of the captain's room, a five-star chef was preparing an unlimited buffet of meticulouslyprepared and mouthwatering dishes that made Nicole's stomach ache even more.

A waiter approached Nicole and guided her through the crowd.

She soon found Jamie, who was surrounded by many celebrities.

Beside Jamie stood Jarrod, who looked dashingly handsome in his tailored suit.

Jamie, in her cherry red dress and luxurious jewelry from head to toe, exuded the air of an heiress.

But, of course, everyone knew that the Powell family had long since fallen from grace.

Jamie had a reckless older brother who single-handedly bankrupted their company, leaving them withdebts worth hundreds of millions.

If it weren't for Jarrod, the Powell family would no longer have a place in Ardlens.

Jarrod had lavishly spent money just for Jamie to maintain her status as a famous socialite.

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

Nicole had been waiting there for almost half an hour, but Jamie didn't even spare a glance at her.

She had witnessed how Jarrod doted on Jamie.

He was so thoughtful that he stopped Jamie from drinking, took off his coat, and wrapped it aroundJamie's shoulders.

He also showered Jamie with affectionate smiles.

While watching Jarrod smile charmingly, Nicole was stunned for a moment.

She could no longer remember the last time she saw Jarrod smile like this.

Jarrod had a dimple at the corner of his mouth.

When he smiled, his intimidating aura softened.

It seemed he had transformed into a sunny and dashing young man.

However, he rarely smiled.

It could be said that he hardly ever did, except when he was with Jamie.

After all, the business world was like a battlefield.

And a company needed a decisive and ruthless leader, not a gentleman.

Jarrod knew how to avoid showing his vulnerability very well.

He would only put away his arrogance when Jamie was around.

He became the thoughtful Jarrod that Nicole remembered.

Suddenly, the pungent smell of alcohol filled the air.

Then, there was a loud splash.

Before Nicole could react, red wine splattered onto her white coat.

After this, a voice with a strong smell of alcohol sounded.

"Oops! I’m sorry, sweetie.

My bad! My hand is slippery.

I didn't mean to spill wine all over you.” Nicole looked up and saw Howe Powell, Jamie's elder brother.

She remembered him because she saw him in a video she had watched before.

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

But he splashed his wine on Nicole's chest.

His lewd expression made it look like he wanted to take advantage of the situation to touch her.

Nicole stepped back coolly and said politely, "It’s okay.” She had heard about Howe before.

He was infamous in Ardlens for being a womanizer.

Moreover, his sexual preferences were particularly abnormal.

Rumors had it that he had played with some women to death in bed.

The Powell family had spent a significant amount of money to settle the matter.

Nicole once suspected that Jarrod might have learned some tactics from Howe.

But when she accidentally saw Howe's video that circulated through the Internet, she realized Howe'stactics were much worse than Jarrod's.

At most, when Jarrod was excited, he enjoyed seeing others beg for mercy.

Howe, on the other hand, liked harming women.

He used all sorts of twisted objects to stab them.

Seeing Howe's face now made Nicole feel so disgusted that she wanted to vomit.

But she knew she couldn't offend him, so she just took two steps back and lowered her gaze, trying notto provoke him.

However, Howe was not done yet.

The reason he came to Jamie's birthday party was to find a woman he could have a good time with.

How could he let go of a beauty like Nicole? Just looking at Nicole's amazing figure made his mouthwater.

Besides, Nicole was not a fake socialite.novelbin

She was a true heiress of a wealthy family.

Her entire being exuded nobility and elegance.

So, Howe was very determined to sleep with her.

He stepped forward, grabbed Nicole's hand, and stuffed several banknotes in her chest forcefully.

Then, he said in a vulgar and despicable manner, "Beauty, that won't do.

I ruined your coat, so I must compensate for it.

Come with me downstairs, and I will give you something better.” When he said downstairs, he meantthe luxurious lounge below the yacht, which was as opulent as a hotel suite.

Howe's grip on her hand made Nicole feel like a venomous snake was crawling across her back.

She couldn't help trembling.

She immediately struggled to break free.

But since Howe was fueled by alcohol, he felt empowered.

He ignored Nicole's resistance and forcefully dragged her down.

Howe thought that since Jarrod would be his future brother-in-law, the yacht Jarrod owned was alsohis.

And he knew that even if he slept with Nicole, Jarrod wouldn't stop him.

Jarrod would even clean up his mess.

Nicole was caught off guard.

She could only hold onto a pillar and call for help.

However, Howe quickly covered her mouth to make sure no one would hear her.

But Nicole was determined not to become one of Howe's helpless victims.

She reached out and scratched his face.

His face immediately bled.

Howe was in so much pain that he suddenly raised his hand.

A crisp slap sound echoed.

Howe slapped Nicole hard on the face.

"You bitch! Who do you think you are to hurt me? You must be courting death.” Then, he grabbedNicole's hair and slammed her head against the railing of the yacht forcefully, trying to knock herunconscious.

Nicole felt like her head buzzed.

Then, a burst of white light burst out from her head.

Nicole had not eaten anything the entire day, and she already felt very weak.

So, when she was slapped hard by Howe, she felt her soul had left her body.

She closed her eyes.

Suddenly, she felt a wine bottle underneath her.

She thought of smashing it on Howe's head.

But before Nicole could make a move, Howe noticed the bottle.

He leaned over, picked it up, and raised it, smiling sinisterly.

"Do you want me to use this to serve you better?”