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,

anyone else ever influence her this way?

she might appear in control for the moment,

moment's reflection, she shook off these

now, her focus was to work diligently and earn

she would save money

way, she'd distance herself from Mitchel

suit jacket

well

she donned the jacket and exited the hall to hail a

she call Henley, explaining she had to return early due to

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

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

from her lips to Henley once more, unbeknownst to her that

of his voice that said, "Rest well, Raegan.” Then he ended

Henley's smile faltered for

Mitchel had once again outmaneuvered him,

to

drunk after

cigarette 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 head, responded, "She's

she be dead?” Mitchel remained silent for a moment, then

hell-bent 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 each other.” Mitchel stayed silent, continuing

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

Luis’s

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

he would undoubtedly maintain his pride, even in pursuit of

glanced upwards, his reply

The question left Luis

had the audacity to mock me for not having a wife? Whatever! This bastard had it

his thirst, Mitchel got up to

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