I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 251

Mabel answered, “It's not necessary to use elixir pills all the time after opening the Door of Enlightenment. I can look for expensive herbs and make them into medications before consuming them. Then, I'll refine the impurities through bodily functions and absorb the medicinal properties into the mind.”

“Does that work?” Jonathan breathed a sigh of relief.

“It's the only way. But the properties cannot be compared with Spirit Gathering Pills. The elixir pills from Divine Realm can have such an effect because they are refined through Luminary Vessel with igneous rocks and so on.”

He was taken aback for a second before he uttered, “In that case, does it mean that you can barely hold on even when you're relying on medicine?”

“That's right. At most, I can cultivate to Level Three Divine Master, just like Old Mr. Harrington,” Mabel responded.

Jonathan declared, “We still need to find a way to get elixir pills, then.”

“I will. Elixir pills aren't an exclusive production of Divine Realm anyway. I'll search for them everywhere.”

Nodding, he promised, “Give me some time. I'll try my best to get you elixir pills.”

Despite being touched by his gesture, she merely smiled and declined his offer by saying, “Silly boy, take care of yourself first. After all, I've entered the Divine Master Level. You should achieve Celestial

Soul as soon as possible.”

With a faint smile on his face, Jonathan stated, “Sure, I will.” At that point of the conversation, he stood up and bade her goodbye. “I need to go back now.”

Mabel got slightly embarrassed. “Let me treat you to supper.”

“I'll have to pass on that. You get drunk easily and even like to touch me after getting drunk. I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold myself back.”

Shy in that aspect, she immediately thundered, “Get lost!”

Jonathan chuckled before turning to leave.

In fact, he had said those words on purpose because he did not want to have a rift between the both of them.

After all, the two Precious Pills were too valuable.

If the situation were not handled properly, it would constantly stress Mabel out.

After exiting Appleton Residences, Jonathan got into his dashing Cadillac.

He turned on the music, then turned the steering wheel to drive out of the residential area.

At eleven at night, he arrived at the Harrington mansion. By then, Yareth had already gone to bed.

Alicia had fallen asleep as well.

Jonathan walked into the bedroom, being extremely careful not to make any noise.

To his surprise, Catherine was still up. She was leaning against the headboard while reading a book with the lamp on the nightstand turned on.

With the light shining on her, she appeared exceptionally beautiful. It took his breath away.

She looks as pretty as a painting.

Jonathan went over to Catherine and planted a kiss on her forehead before asking, “What are you reading?”

In response, she closed the book to show him the cover.

His gaze landed on it, and he realized it was a romance novel titled The Good Times.

Wrapping his arm around Catherine's waist, Jonathan queried, “Is it nice?”

“Yeah, it's a good read,” she answered matter-of-factly.

Her reply elicited a smile from him, and he said, “I'll shower now.”

Catherine nodded. “Okay!”

After showering, Jonathan wore only a pair of shorts and immediately went under the quilt. Unable to control his urge, he pulled Catherine into his embrace and kissed her on her lips.

There was an indescribable enthusiasm and longing in his kiss. It was as though he wanted to melt her with his passion.

In the meantime, Catherine clumsily responded to his kiss.

Jonathan bubbled with excitement, and a strong sense of desire surged within him. He felt like devouring the little sheep beneath him at once.

However, he still managed to rein back his desire with his rationality in the end.

After rolling over to lie down, he hugged his wife and cooed, “Let's sleep.”

Catherine obediently hummed in response.

Although she had no sexual desire, she would still give in to Jonathan if he insisted.

Of course, the man also knew about it, which was why he suppressed his desire.

He did not want to force Catherine to do things she was unwilling to do just because of his lust.

The lamp was switched off, and the room was dark and silent.

Only the ticking of the clock on the wall could be heard.

Catherine felt exceedingly at ease as she nestled in Jonathan's arms.

Meanwhile, many thoughts ran through Jonathan's mind. Even though he knew Lance's words made sense and he could interact with other women calmly, he still felt guilty with his wife in his embrace at that moment.

After a brief contemplation, Jonathan voiced, “Catherine, I have to come clean with you about something.”

If his relationship with Lailah could end just like that, he knew it would probably be a good choice to cover it up.

Despite that, Jonathan perceived that he would not stand idly by if Lailah got into trouble in the future.

Besides, he was well aware of his feelings. There was a possibility that something would happen between him and other women someday.

Therefore, he felt that he should be honest with Catherine. If I can't be loyal to her, I should at least respect her and never lie to her.

“Go ahead.” Catherine shuddered before questioning softly, “Are you going to divorce me?”

As a simple person, she assumed that Jonathan wanted to divorce her because he could not stand her personality.

Yet, she was proud, so she would never plead with him not to divorce her if that was the case.

“No!” Jonathan kissed her and added, “I love you so much. Why would I divorce you? Don't overthink things. You have to know that you're the most important person in my life.”

In that instant, the most dazzling glow he had ever seen shone in Catherine's eyes. The next second, she took the initiative to lean closer to give him a kiss on the lips.

At that moment, Catherine felt that the weight on her mind had been removed.

She then hugged Jonathan tightly. For a moment, he could not bear to tell her about that matter.

The man could not help but feel that he was a little cruel.

Nevertheless, Catherine looked up at him and asked, “Didn't you have something to tell me?”

Jonathan clenched his teeth and told her about his trip to Yeringham with Lailah, including the fact that he had slept with her and so on.

However, Catherine did not have any reaction after listening to the whole story.

It made him feel awkward as he never expected her to be that calm.

Just then, she gazed at him and said softly, “Jonathan, although I'm reticent, I'm not dumb. I understand what you're trying to put across.”

That was his first time hearing Catherine talk so much.

Moved by it, Jonathan replied in a sincere tone, “Catherine, if I were not the Chosen One, I could

withdraw myself. Then, I would not have such problems. I'm not afraid of anything, but I'm scared of upsetting you and letting you down.”

In fact, his words were not excuses.

All the evidence and incidents that happened had already proven Jonathan's destiny as the Chosen One.

He could never escape from the Great Tribulation.

Without him knowing, his fate had been decided.

For example, the rift between him and Gideon and Oswald was unavoidable, as well as the one with Jeremy.

Moreover, since Jonathan's relationship with Lailah had progressed to that stage, her grudge would undeniably be linked to him.

By the time Lailah got in danger from attempting to take her revenge, there was no way that Jonathan would ignore the matter.

Catherine was different from Jennifer. She could comprehend the crux of the issues. In fact, she also knew Jonathan was not giving her sweet talk or excuses. He meant them from the bottom of his heart. “I get it!” was her response.

Subsequently, Catherine added, “The future is full of difficulties. You have to follow your heart and heavens. I know about all of these. Nothing else matters as long as you love me. But don't tell me

about such things anymore, okay?”

Touched by her words, Jonathan held her hand.

He knew Catherine was no saint, so the matter would still bother her. However, she understood that it was his fate and thus had chosen to accept it.

Despite that, she did not want to hear about those things anymore. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Jonathan responded, “I know what to do, Catherine.”

Catherine immediately rested her head on his chest before whispering, “Let's sleep.”

He grunted in acknowledgment.

The weather was sunny the next day.

New Year's had just passed in Chanaea, but the atmosphere of the festive season in Yaleview had already faded.

It was caused by the distinctive economy in Chanaea.

There was no condemnation among Chanaeans as they would analyze based on reality.

After all, countries like Epea and Anglandur had been established for years and were considered developed countries. Their pressure for survival was not that serious, allowing them to celebrate the festive season without worries.

Everyone enjoyed it when the atmosphere was lively.

As for Chanaea, it was bustling during the festive season in the past.

At that time, Chanaeans felt less stressed and could celebrate the holidays peaceably because the inflation rate was low and people were all poor.

However, the discrepancy between the rich and the poor was growing. Everyone was struggling financially. Many people wanted to take advantage of the festival to make more money, so they only cared about making a living during the festive occasion.

The festive atmosphere had decreased, whereas the desire for money had intensified.

Nevertheless, it did not mean it was something negative because any development required a process.

Growth needed time.

Perhaps it was not a bad thing to experience cruel things in the progress of growth.

That morning, Jonathan, Catherine, Alicia, and Yareth had breakfast together.

After breakfast, Jonathan accompanied Yareth to have a chat.

The younger man did not mention the matter of the Ninth Immortality Pill. If he talked about that, he would appear way too ungrateful, as though he was treating Yareth as an outsider.

All he did was voice an odd question. “Grandpa, don't you need elixir pills now?”

With a faint smile, Yareth answered, “I know what's your doubt, but elixir pills don't matter to me anymore. Sometimes, it's not good to see through the situation so clearly. I have already known when is the end of my life. After all, it's my fate. I'll be bound to it, and I can't escape it. Once I run away from it, the consequence will be worse.”

Jonathan's heart sank as he understood the elderly man was implying that his life would end in a year.

He was at a loss for words.

In truth, it was unnecessary to comfort Yareth as the elderly man was very insightful.

Most importantly, he was no longer afraid of death.

After chatting with Yareth, Jonathan brought the gifts along with him and drove his Cadillac to the city.

He was planning to meet Amber that day.

When his car left the Harrington mansion, he phoned her.

Amber was overjoyed to receive his call.

Jonathan uttered, “Let's meet. It's been a while since I last saw you.”

“I'm working now. Why don't you come to my workplace?” she replied.

“You're at work?” He was surprised. “Where are you working?”

Amber responded, “I'm at the police station of Lingston District.”

“D*mn! You're still doing the same job!” Jonathan exclaimed.

Upon hearing that, she was enraged. “What do you mean by that? That's not how you should respond!”

He laughed before saying, “All right. I'll head over right away.”