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.

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

her this way?

might appear in control for the moment, infuriating

moment's reflection, she shook off these tumultuous

her focus was to work diligently and earn more in the days ahead

she would save money

distance herself from Mitchel for

exit, Mitchel's suit jacket on the hook

serve well

with him, she donned the jacket and

the vehicle did she call Henley, explaining she had to return

tone, soft and gentle over the phone, invited Raegan to reach out if she ever needed

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

that Henley stood at the hotel's entrance, eyes tracking the

in his gaze, belied by the silky smoothness of his voice that said, "Rest well, Raegan.” Then he ended the

Henley's smile

thoughts of treating Raegan with tenderness, yet Mitchel had

Mitchel had made his way to

drunk after a few drinks

his fingers, Luis commented, “It looks like your father

his face expressionless, inquired, "Have you located that woman?" Luis, shaking his head, responded, "She's

Mitchel remained silent for a moment, then added, "Even if she’s

that bastard.” "Your father’s been covering

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

Luis teased, "What's wrong? Things didn't go well with your ex-wife?" The mention of Raegan caused a visible shift in Mitchel's expression, a blend of indifference and a deeper, darker

this, Luis’s curiosity

huh? Need any advice?”

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

glanced upwards,

even have a wife?" The question

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

thirst, Mitchel got

at the bar, offered a piece of advice