I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 67 It Is White

Jonathan swallowed hard. “F*ck off!”

Immediately, the caller said, “Sir, do you wish to f*ck someone?”

Jonathan was rendered speechless. “F*ck you!”

“God, you’re so annoying. Give me a second. I’m coming to you right now,” the caller said bashfully.

“Don’t!” Jonathan was scared stiff. “If you do, I’ll call the police!”

It seemed that his words had worked, as the caller immediately hung up.

Jonathan let out a long sigh. The woman on the phone is truly a master. I almost accepted her offer after hearing a few sentences from her.

He went back to the window and sat down again. As the air conditioner was turned on, the room was rather cooling. Although there were other items, such as a computer and a television in the room, he was not interested in them.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Is it that woman who called just now? Jonathan’s heart thumped. If not for the fear that Amber would find out, I would have done something crazy today.

Waving away those thoughts, he quickly went to answer the door, only to see Amber standing in the doorway.

She was wearing a light blue dress, with her hair styled in waves. She looked gorgeous and lively. In her hands were a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses.

Jonathan stared at Amber’s chest and saw her cleavage. His heart raced.

“Oh, Little Amber. It’s you. You’re so beautifully dressed, and you even brought a bottle of wine. Are you forcing me to make a mistake? Look, I can’t hold back sometimes.” Jonathan rubbed his hands.

Amber rolled her eyes at Jonathan. “What’s up with your mind? Can’t you think of something else besides that?”

With a chuckle, Jonathan let Amber into his room. “How can I possibly think straight when I see someone as beautiful as you in the middle of the night? If I can, then it’s either you’re a failure or I’m a failure.”

“Not funny!”

“Haha. Aren’t you curious why I said the last sentence?”

“Please, I know what you mean. You’re a failure because you’re worse than a beast, and I’m a failure because I’m not attractive enough. Am I right?”

Jonathan gave a half-suppressed laugh.

Amber continued, “I can’t sleep, and I feel like talking to you. Besides, drinking wine is good for a woman’s skin.”

“Are you a good drinker? I’m afraid that you’ll molest me when you’re drunk.”

“Can’t you say something nice?” While saying that, Amber poured a glass of wine for Jonathan and herself.

sat opposite each other by the window and chatted while

the wine was good, and

the most enjoyable moment

Amber started to feel tipsy and more relaxed. Without realizing

her fair thighs and to her

stirred inside him as his heartbeat grew

that she had accidentally flashed her

said, “Um, Amber, it’s getting late.

daggers at him. “Why? Do

However, after having some wine, she reverted to

replied,

why are you

what I’m trying to do. I’m just worried that I’ll make a

“What do you mean?”

low after she has had some alcohol? Defeated by Amber’s innocence,

the more

How am I going to joke

struck Amber’s mind. Her face flushed red as she stood up and said, “You darn

“If I was a pervert, I

utterly embarrassed, Amber put down her glass and

laughter and went to bed

their

system in the car. Hence, they need not ask for

into a mountain road. On the left side of the road, one could see mountains filled with trees. And on the right, there was a long and crystal

Everything felt

the car, a song from a well-known singer

was a melodious love

I hope life will treat you kind, and I hope that you have all that you ever dreamed

I do wish you

Amber listened to the song quietly. More

have a question I’ve

“What is it?”

not strong. Whenever Amber wore something seductive, he could

we confronted Felicia, you said that you went in because you pitied her. Then later, you said that it was because of Golden Years. And when you told me, you said that it was because you wanted to resolve the matters with Golden Years. I’m curious. What is the true reason you get

my hands on Golden Years and take care of their problems once and for all. If you

“And what’s that?”

a busybody.” Jonathan

She felt touched and was satisfied with her

the afternoon, Jonathan and Amber arrived in Ackleton.

The mountain roads were rugged. The further they drove, the more dangerous it was. And finally, their car could no longer travel further. Jonathan and

not a weak woman. With Jonathan carrying the heavier equipment, they quickened their pace. It was eight o’clock in the evening when they were twenty