Love Unbreakable

You Must Be Thick- skinned In Courtship Mitchel's attractive features immediately took on a shadowed cast.

Raegan scoffed.

"I refuse to order any dish that costs more than two hundred dollars.” This was a first for her to voice such words, yet it was Mitchel who had shown her disrespect first.

Despite knowing the significance of the occasion, he had ripped her dress and demeaned her in the men's restroom.

Did he ever pause to consider her emotions? Hence, Raegan resolved to not just retaliate but to shame him even greater than the slight he dealt her.

"Raegan!" Enraged, Mitchel’s expression turned thunderous as he bellowed.

"What? Does it anger you? Mr. Dixon, is this the extent of your control?" Clutching her chest, Raegan laughed lightly.

"Here's a piece of advice.

No amount of good looks will pave your way to business success.

Better check that temper, or you'll frighten everyone off." Mitchel's visage was frosty as snow, his gaze piercing her as though he might snap her neck at any moment.

Undaunted, Raegan tilted her chin up defiantly, meeting his stare.

It was a remarkable triumph for her to leave him at a loss for words, a feeling too grand for mere language.

Their eyes locked in a silent confrontation.

Then, after what felt like an eternity, he offered a smile, opened the door, and left without a word.

Raegan exhaled in relief, sinking onto the toilet seat, her heart pounding wildly.

She had to admit, Mitchel still had an effect on her...

It was all too close to a breakdown.

He was right.

Her body didn't lie.

fact that she was stirred by Mitchel yet again, barely a month after their split,

this way? It wasn't

might appear in control for the moment, infuriating Mitchel further could prove

reflection, she shook off these

and earn more in

would save money

herself from

suit jacket on the hook

serve well

the jacket and exited the hall to hail a

Henley, explaining she had to return early due to

the phone, invited Raegan to reach out if she

of guilt wash over her, Raegan found Henley's kindness a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s

from her lips to Henley once more, unbeknownst to her that Henley stood at the hotel's entrance, eyes tracking the taxi that

the silky smoothness of his voice that said, "Rest well, Raegan.” Then he

in Henley's smile faltered for

thoughts of treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered him, prompting Henley to quicken his

to

there, becoming slightly drunk after a few drinks with

a cigarette between his fingers, Luis commented, “It looks like your father keeps close

about your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that

a moment, then added, "Even if she’s gone,

is hell-bent on amassing wealth, probably for that bastard.” "Your father’s been covering that child’s tracks

and wait for his slip -up.” With a subdued tone, Luis added, "I'm not entirely convinced that they never make contact with each other.” Mitchel stayed silent, continuing

his drinks, Luis teased, "What's wrong? Things didn't go well with your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused

this, Luis’s curiosity

really got under your skin, huh? Need any advice?” Luis knew Mitchel all

never bowing to any woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his pride, even in

upwards, his reply

even have a wife?" The question

me for not having a wife? Whatever! This bastard

satisfied his thirst, Mitchel got up to

at the bar, offered a piece of advice despite