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.

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

else ever influence her this way? It wasn't something she

the moment, infuriating Mitchel further could prove

moment's reflection, she shook off

diligently and earn more in the days ahead to settle

she would save

she'd distance herself

she rose, pondering her exit, Mitchel's suit jacket

serve well to

with him, she donned the jacket and exited the

the vehicle did she call Henley,

gentle over the phone, invited Raegan to reach out

Henley's kindness a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor, like comparing an angel's grace to a

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

silky smoothness of his voice that

in Henley's smile faltered for

of treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel

his way to a bar after leaving

there, becoming slightly drunk after a

commented, “It looks like your father keeps close

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

she be dead?” Mitchel remained silent for a moment, then added, "Even if she’s gone,

on amassing wealth, probably for that bastard.” "Your

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

mention of Raegan caused a visible shift in Mitchel's expression, a blend of

this, Luis’s curiosity

your skin, huh? Need

any woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his pride, even in pursuit of a

upwards, his

a wife?" The question left Luis at a

to mock me for not having a wife? Whatever! This

Mitchel got up

bar, offered a piece of advice despite