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.

Mitchel yet again, barely a month after their split, was

her this way? It wasn't something she

for the moment, infuriating Mitchel

a moment's reflection, she shook

earn more in the days

would save

she'd distance herself from

rose, pondering her exit, Mitchel's suit jacket

would serve well

him, she donned the jacket and exited the

inside the vehicle did she call Henley, explaining she had

the phone, invited Raegan to reach out if she ever needed

stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor, like comparing an

more, unbeknownst to her that Henley stood at the hotel's entrance,

gaze, belied by the silky smoothness of his voice that said, "Rest well,

in Henley's smile faltered for a

Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered him, prompting Henley to

made his way to a bar

becoming slightly drunk after

between his fingers, Luis commented, “It looks like your father keeps close tabs on

blind date the moment he learned about your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that woman?" Luis, shaking his

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

probably for that bastard.” "Your father’s been covering

along for now 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

mention of

Luis’s curiosity

skin, huh? Need any advice?” Luis knew Mitchel all

and never bowing to any woman, he would undoubtedly

glanced upwards,

you even have a wife?" The question left

not having a wife? Whatever!

satisfied his thirst, Mitchel

Mitchel's generous spending at the bar, offered a piece