Love Unbreakable

Mitchel's Wrath Mitchel pressed his hand against Raegan's bleeding wound, and, with a fury that seemed almost lethal, he snarled, "Why won't you tell me?" Despite his outburst, Raegan remained stoic and expressionless.

Then, she gave him a smile that held no warmth and sneered, "The pain is nothing compared to being with you." The hand Mitchel had on her wound shook with unrestrained emotion, and his complexion turned deathly pale.

It was as though he himself had been stabbed multiple times by a dagger.

He never expected Raegan would harm herself just to divorce him.

Mitchel lifted his eyes and fixed them on her.

“Raegan, are you forcing me to make a decision?” "It's only because you pushed me first," Raegan shot back, the corners of her mouth curled into a sneer.

Just then, the door burst open, and a flood of light spilled into the room.

A swarm of doctors and nurses rushed in for Raegan and began tending to her wound.

Raegan's spleen surgery was evident in the suture on her left upper abdomen.

Now, it had split open, revealing a mix of blood and flesh that was a gruesome sight.

Raegan, however, was uncooperative with the medical practitioners.

She extended her bloodstained hand toward Mitchel and commanded with a voice heavy with revulsion, "Get him out." The attending doctor, a woman in her middle years, looked at Raegan, who reminded her of a shattered porcelain doll, and directed at Mitchel with urgency, "Sir, you need to leave now!” Her request was practical.

It was to clear the room for treatment.

However, her voice carried an edge of contempt.

Raegan's recent ordeal had been grueling: a miscarriage, a ruptured spleen, and head trauma.

It had been a battle for the rescue team to stabilize her.

The patient's recent altercation with this man must be the reason why her wound had reopened.

Despite Mitchel's good looks, he seemed to lack empathy.

As the doctor administered painkillers and began to stitch the wound, she could not help but advise Raegan, "Young lady, your body only belongs to yourself.

Don't hurt yourself for anything or anyone unworthy.

You'll only leave your family grieving...” Her family? Raegan was in excruciating pain right now.

But hearing the doctor's words, a deeper pain gripped her, and she burst into tears.

Her grandmother, her only family, had passed away.

The baby she had carried was supposed to be her new family, but that too was a dream now lost...

2 She no longer had a family in this word.

her rest, the doctor

after crying for a while, Raegan succumbed

on the other hand, had been waiting

a neat freak to a fault, but he disregarded the blood staining his

gaze stayed glued to the ward door,

and asked with apparent concern, "How is she?” "She's stable now," the doctor replied, her voice steady

patient has been

must be more patient with

more stimulation

case, her recovery will be smoother and easier." The doctor's advice seemed to

the very last person Raegan wanted to see at

few days, Mitchel kept his

ensured Raegan's care

in shifts, to tend to her

more than just provide

close eye on Raegan and reported back to Mitchel on everything from her

Mitchel stared at a photograph of Raegan's sleeping face, which was secretly captured by one of

She looked so serene.

him as he

Matteo entered, he found Mitchel near

and lonely, and Matteo's heart sank at the sight

without turning around, inquired, "How did the investigation go?" "The kidnappers’ escape went awry,” Matteo

went off a cliff, and then the car

There were no survivors.

the target was the Murray family or Miss Murray herself." With the kidnappers dead, the

Mitchel queried with a cold and expressionless

Miss Lloyd are still unknown, but we've located two kidnappers who were related

to see them?" A flicker of malice crossed Mitchel's expression, and he ordered, "Set it up right now." In the dim light of a suburban underground garage, the heavy iron door groaned

coughed against the

two vagrants, whose faces were covered with hoods, had soiled

pulled the hoods down their heads even more, ensuring

sound for those two vagrants was the echo of

and pleaded, "Sir, please

just poor

Bang! A sudden, violent crack cut the

vagrants’ knees were ruthlessly shattered by the

you do that!” The gruesome crunch of bone reverberated off the walls, along

blow, the fat vagrant blurted out, "Is this about that job we took a few days ago?” Mitchel's silence confirmed his fears, prompting him to spill

a few days ago."

voice, he demanded, "Tell me

okay!" The

don't hit

"Me too! I'll tell you every