Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

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.
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 enough to 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 on board. 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 meticulously prepared 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 with debts 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 around Jamie'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, he extended 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's tactics 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 not to 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 mouth water.
Besides, Nicole was not a fake socialite.
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.
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He stepped forward, grabbed Nicole's
hand, and stuffed several banknotes
in her chest forcefully. Then, he said
in a vulgar and despicable manner,
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Beauty, that won't do. I ruined your
coat, so I must compensate for it.
Come with me downstairs, and I will
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give you something better.” When he
said downstairs, he meant the
luxurious lounge below the yacht,
which was as opulent as a hotel
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suite. Howe's grip on her hand made
Nicole feel like a venomous snake
was crawling across her back. She
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couldn't help trembling. She
immediately struggled to break free.
But since Howe was fueled by
alcohol, he felt empowered. He
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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 also his. And he
knew that even if he slept with Nicole,
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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
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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.
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Howe slapped Nicole hard on the
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face. "You bitch! Who do you think
you are to hurt me? You must be
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courting death.” Then, he grabbed
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Nicole's hair and slammed her head
against the railing of the yacht
forcefully, trying to knock her
unconscious. 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
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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
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it, smiling sinisterly. "Do you want me
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