I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 28

Chapter 28 Bravery And Fear

Jessica asked, “Then you definitely won’t blame Yasmin, right?”

“Of course,” replied Jonathan.

“All right. In that case, you should leave now.” She stood up and smirked mischievously. “A single man and woman spending time in a private building by themselves make for unpleasant rumors.”

Jessica’s words rendered Jonathan speechless for a second before he stood up. “Okay.”

She sent him out to the mansion’s entrance. After he was a few steps away from the building, she shouted, “Jonathan!”

When he turned back to look at her perplexedly, Jessica grabbed his hand and pressed it on her chest.

At that instant, Jonathan’s hand felt a soft sensation that had an indescribable fullness and elasticity to it.

It shocked him so much that he was petrified.

An incredibly shy expression appeared on her red face as she asked, “Is this enough for you to know if I’m wearing any paddings underneath?”

Jonathan was barely able to squeeze out words from his mouth. “Yes. You’re not wearing any-”

“Then scram!” Jessica immediately and, embarrassingly, pushed him away from the entrance before slamming the door shut. The warmth of her body still lingered on his hand. Am I dreaming right now? I can’t believe she would suddenly do that, despite how shrewish and shy she usually is. In any case, she definitely isn’t wearing any paddings underneath her shirt. It’s absolutely the real deal! If only I can feel it for a little longer…

After that, Jonathan drove his AMC Gremlin back to his place.

When he arrived, he did not see Jennifer anywhere and assumed she had already left.

Jonathan did not give it too much thought as he sat on the bed. The gears in his mind began to turn as he wondered what he should do in the future due to what happened today.

The Strikezone Martial Arts was a tightly knitted group that resembled a hornet’s nest. He was not afraid of them, but if he slipped up, innocent people would be hurt.

After a long period of brainstorming, Jonathan still had no idea what to do. I’ll just have to cross the bridge when I get there.

Jonathan had always been a tenacious and optimistic man. He lay on the bed and fell asleep shortly.

When he woke up, it was already five in the afternoon.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and began utilizing the Celestial Meditation Mantra again. His mind was as silent as a fetus floating in a womb. Nothing in the world could disturb him at the moment.

Jonathan breathed in a mouthful of spirit and held it inside him, making it travel through his entire body. Every time the spirit coursed through his veins, it strengthened his body even further.

Force. If he went one step

that step was going to be

gap between a mortal and an immortal. Once he

a process to transform the Force in his body into strength. External Force was an incredible power. In this world, all kinds of great power were considered External Force. Mountain floods and a normal person’s

to the size of a needle was how an expert

of force into something as sharp as an arrow. That kind

Assuming there was a brick lying on the ground, and a piece of bread was placed on top of it, an expert in Neutralizing Force could punch the bread and

powerful Neutralizing

God-like if their

expert in Latent Force could control their body and modify it to

pack eight hundred kilograms of force into a

level of an immortal, one would be able to

would be

Nascent Soul was achieved, the person would be able to use all their strength to compress their vitality into a singular point that would be capable of unparalleled

three years, and still, he could

made sense since he rarely met any true Nascent Soul experts over the years. Only a few people like those

restored to its best condition. At that moment,

“You must be hungry right now. I’ve already made some food at my place. You

smiled and agreed, “All

in his

at her home, he saw a table full of

on the table

song by Maggie Downie called “Love Letter.” The singer’s

have left? I still miss those days, despite the pain. That occasionally used comb was left with the threads of time. I wish you were

He might be a loudmouth, but he was not a brute. The song mesmerized him. It was as though the

dress that exposed her collarbone and gave her a refined, elegant

atmosphere today was a

past, Jonathan was the loud and perverted

martial arts master and

was not a big deal to Jonathan that he killed someone in a

an awkward

raised his wine cup and took a

at him. It stunned him a little as

eyes for a few

what?” He

“I once thought I was a princess, like the main character of a fairy tale. You know, kind of like those female protagonists in soap

superhero or a prince before, so

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