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

influence her this way? It wasn't

the

reflection, she shook off

and earn more in

she would save money to study

distance herself from

rose, pondering her exit, Mitchel's suit jacket on the

well

donned the jacket and exited the hall

vehicle did she call Henley, explaining she had to return

soft and gentle over the phone, invited Raegan to reach out

a wave of guilt wash over her, Raegan found Henley's kindness a stark contrast to Mitchel’'s demeanor, like comparing an angel's

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

chill flickered in his gaze, belied by the silky smoothness of his voice

in Henley's smile

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

made his way to

there, becoming slightly drunk after a few

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

date the moment he learned about your divorce." Mitchel, his face expressionless,

moment, then added, "Even if she’s gone, the child might still

Alexis is hell-bent on amassing wealth, probably for that bastard.” "Your father’s

for now and wait for his slip -up.” With a subdued tone, Luis added, "I'm

your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a visible

this, Luis’s curiosity

huh? Need any advice?” Luis knew Mitchel all too

history of arrogance and never bowing to any woman, he would undoubtedly maintain his pride,

upwards, his

a wife?" The question left Luis at a loss for

for not having a wife? Whatever! This bastard had it coming!" Luis muttered

satisfied his thirst, Mitchel got up

the bar, offered a piece of advice