Love Unbreakable

Lauren's Punishment Matteo gestured for the bodyguards to stop and then turned to Mitchel, awaiting further instructions.

Lauren seized what she thought was her chance and, with eyes red and swollen, cried, “Mitchel, can you really be this heartless? Remember, I saved your life once!" The truth was, this was a gamble as she was unsure if Mitchel would really turn his back on her.

What did he mean he had returned the favor? No fucking way.

Lauren was set on banking on that past favor to chain Mitchel to her side forever and ensure he could never escape.

As expected, Mitchel paused, spun on his heel, and took slow and deliberate steps toward her.

When he was close, he crouched before her, took her trembling hand, and murmured, “Don't do this, Lauren.” The next second, Lauren’s eyes brimmed with tears.

She won! She got him again! She knew very well that behind Mitchel’s frosty exterior was gentleness.

Otherwise, he would not have looked after her for years.

To her, it felt as if she had regained a long-lost precious gem.

"IT know...

I know you won't abandon me...” Lauren sobbed.

All she wanted now was to cast aside the knife from her hand and embrace Mitchel with all the warmth in her heart.

However, his grip on her hand was ironclad, and he seemed intent on crushing her wrist.

Lauren's face contorted with agony.

She tried to wriggle free, but her other hand was pinned under Mitchel's foot, rendering it immoveable.

With a quivering voice, she reminded him, "Mitchel, you're hurting me...” Mitchel, however, merely ignored her words, moved the hilt of the knife up, and said with ease, "You weren't alming for the artery.

You should cut here, see?" Lauren's entire body shook at his words.

Fear gripped her for the first time, and she worried Mitchel might actually end her life right there and then.

Mitchel's dark side appeared.

It was chilling and made him appear demonic.

"What are you waiting for? Do it," he urged, his face void of emotion and voice deep and ominous.

"Do you want me to help you?" Without waiting for her reply, he directed her hand to a lethal spot on her artery and forcefully pressed down.

Lauren shook, terrified out of her wits.

"No, please don't...

Don't do this, Mitchel..." Mitchel narrowed his eyes but did not loosen his grip.

What he said next sent shivers through her.

"Weren't you just about to kill yourself?” As the blade cut through her skin, blood began to trail down to her fingernails and along her arm.

"Please, stop...

Don't..." Lauren mumbled.

shaking like a

help me...” Moments ago, Lauren was resisting being taken away by

wishing he would whisk her

in an asylum, she could survive and cling to

stayed here, she feared she might

to Mitchel and

that, Mitchel released Lauren's

and was

her right now would think she

wet wipe and leisurely

two are accomplices, I'll make sure you're confined to a psychiatric ward for good." With those

before Lauren realized

piercing scream, and her eyes burned

he think he could lock her away forever? Once she got out,

poised to unleash its venomous

Dixon! You

I swear to God, I will

at

to make

what Raegan was trying to

may not be able to exert much force, but you can still

one position too long, or you might...” She trailed midsentence upon realizing the significance of Raegan’'s right hand

faded to a whisper with every

it would be best to give a piece of advice

might be better to use your

after the nurse stepped out, Raegan continued

shards of glass that day,

explained the tremor in her hand

could no longer draw or

tell herself everything would be okay since her right hand was not

could not help but burst into tears, quickly dampening the white quilt

that God punished her like this? The loss of her grandmother, the miscarriage of her beloved child, and now her hand

Mitchel entered the room, the sight of her crying gripped his heart with pain as if it

Mitchel found himself at a

not know how to comfort

the first time, he

Raegan was correct.

had been so negligent, allowing Lauren to inflict pain on

stupid he was, he

and opened her mouth to

not even

him as if

paid no attention

not put on any weight and had become frail and as delicate as

her age,

surged in Mitchel's heart at the sight of

his hand to catch a falling tear from her

at that moment,