Love Unbreakable

Humiliation A deafening silence filled the villa.

Raegan noticed that the maid was nowhere in sight.

The maid usually still had not gone to bed at this time.

She shrugged it off and made her way upstairs to look for her suitcase.

Moonlight spilled into the room through open curtains, so she did not need to turn on the light.

She opened the cabinet door and was surprised to see that her suitcase, the one she had stowed away before, missing, Click.

The light flicked on, illuminating the room.

Mitchel slowly approached her, his handsome face shadowed by a gloomy expression.

"What are you looking for?" Raegan was startled.

She wondered how long he had been standing here, like a ghost lurking in the shadows.

Wasn't he supposed to be at Lauren's birthday party? But that didn't matter now.

"Where's the maid?" Raegan questioned.

Mitchel ignored her query and repeated, "What are you looking for?" "My luggage." "Do you plan on leaving?" His voice was calm yet unsettling.

He sounded as though he was teetering on the brink of fury.

Raegan retreated a step and responded with a question, “Haven't you made up your mind?" What he said at Lauren's party was a punch in the gut.

There was no need to do that.

She was no fool.

At this moment, Mitchel just silently watched her.

Raegan's emotional storm had passed by now.

She had already cried her eyes out earlier.

Besides, getting emotional right now would get her nowhere.

the past, the idea of stopping loving Mitchel was nearly

But not anymore.

by emotional slaps, had worn her down to the

said nothing, Raegan continued, "Since you've made up your mind,

My conditions haven't changed.

want anything from you except that you won't get custody of our child.” Mitchel pursed

indifference in his eyes vanished, replaced by a flinty

between them, seized her wrist, and pinned

new man, huh? Tell

father? Hector?" Raegan was

bring Hector into this? She hardly even

not done anything

schizophrenia or something? Hurt by his force, she managed to push him away and retorted, "Are

results confirmed it?" Mitchel merely stared at her with an icy gaze and

And then it clicked.

wonder his

must have been some kind of anomaly in the

the report?"

she saw it with her own

it?” Mitchel

Goody Two-Shoes? You weren't a virgin when we got married, were you? You make me sick!” Every word he spat out was

myriad of emotions washed over Raegan, and her

brief moment, her hurt expression seemed

raised her hand and

imprint of her hand could be seen on his face, indicating how forceful the slap

spat, her eyes filled with hatred and

to disable your hande"

and felt a pang of pain in his

Raegan's small face beneath his

thought suddenly crossed his

wanted to kiss away

the

the bathroom, pressed her

drenching Raegan

tightly shut, she

finish her words, Mitchel

without warning, he stripped her of

no heater, and the shower's cold water chilled