Love Unbreakable

Chapter 163

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

this way? It wasn't something

for the moment, infuriating

she

work diligently and earn more in the days ahead

save money

herself

Mitchel's suit jacket on the hook caught her

serve well

the jacket and

Henley, explaining she had to return early due to

invited

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

to her that Henley stood at the hotel's entrance, eyes tracking the taxi that took her

belied by the silky smoothness of his

smile faltered for

thoughts of treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had once again

made his way to a bar after leaving

slightly drunk after a few drinks

fingers, Luis commented, “It looks like

about your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that woman?" Luis, shaking his

then added, "Even if she’s gone,

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

now and wait for his slip -up.” With a subdued tone, Luis added, "I'm not entirely convinced that they

well with your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a visible shift in Mitchel's expression, a blend of indifference

Luis’s

your skin, huh? Need

bowing to any woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his

upwards,

wife?" The question left Luis at a loss for

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

thirst, Mitchel got

spending at the bar, offered a

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