Love Unbreakable

I'm At Your Door Raegan whispered gently, "It's not that big of a deal." In the past, she had also struggled with dysmenorrhea, but she would always take precautions ahead of time.

However, she had never told Mitchel about it, so he remained unaware.

Additionally, every time she was on her period, she would seek solace in the embrace of Mitchel, finding comfort in his warmth.

This time, it caught her completely off guard, and she wasn't prepared.

Plus, she hadn't been sleeping well since the miscarriage, so the pain was particularly intense.

Looking down, she noticed a reddish stain on Mitchel's sleeve.

Her cheeks instantly flushed, and she pointed at it, saying, "Your sleeve is stained.

Let me wash it for you.” Mitchel looked down and saw the stain.

However, he didn’t look fazed.

To her surprise, he simply nodded and casually replied, "It's alright.

I'll just take a shower." As she watched him head toward the bathroom, Raegan lowered her long eyelashes, her mind swirling with confusion.

She was aware of Mitchel's obsession with cleanliness.

Any stain on his clothes usually puts him in a foul mood, But now, he seemed uncharacteristically nonchalant about it.

As she thought of this, Raegan began to feel sleepy, and it wasn't long before the effects of the medication kicked in, sending her off to sleep.

In the dead of night, Raegan turned over and felt something on the bed.

Startled, she opened her eyes, only to discover that there was someone else on her bed.

Raegan flicked on the bedside light, only to freeze as she realized it was Mitchel sleeping beside her.

He seemed to be roused from his slumber by her movements, and his dark eyes held a hint of annoyance.

"You..." Raegan wrapped herself in the quilt, her cheeks red as an apple.

After hesitating for a while, she blurted out, "You, you freak!” "What did you say?" Mitchel lazily asked, seemingly half-awake.

Raegan's face was aflame as she pointed at him and asked, “Why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Mitchel glanced at himself and then answered matter -of-factly, "My clothes got stained with blood.

I can’t wear them anymore.” After saying that, he removed the quilt and put it aside, revealing his tempting six-pack.

"It's too hot in here," Mitchel mumbled.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's December.

Are you out of your mind?" Raegan retorted.

had an amazing physique, with his legs, abdomen,

clothes on, he was brimming with hormones, and now he was just

a professional model couldn't compete

even redder as she looked at

had felt so warm while she

his arms while almost naked, "Regardless,

with that?" Mitchel retorted

handed it to her, saying, "Drink this." Raegan's eyes widened as she caught

he noticed Raegan's hands and feet were cold, so he contacted Matteo

soup according to

Mitchel had never done before, and he ended up burning his hand! Whenever he remembered how

before it gets cold," Mitchel urged

cheeks, Raegan took the bowl

never cooked for

was

her soup personally, making Raegan feel like she was on cloud

she finished, Mitchel took the bowl, and only then did Raegan notice the burn on the back of his

skin was even

delicate and

"What happened to your hand?" "It's nothing.” Mitchel didn't want to admit he

headed toward the door with the bowl in hand, he suddenly turned around, leaned against the frame, smiled at Raegan, and asked, "Do you worry about me?” Raegan put on a

like

anyway? It wasn't the right time

a man was just inviting trouble, and

saying about men echoed

bed with Mitchel again was out

in

a bed like that?

She said indifferently, "Mr.

thanks for your

It’s late.

a room, don't you think?" Raegan

she tried to

her words seemed to

"Are you worrled Henley will find out and get upset? After all, he

share a bed." Mitchel's words stung,

she

leave.” Instead of leaving, Mitchel pulled the quilt and enveloped

radiated heat, pressing against her like a burning

but Mitchel held her hands from

to seduce me.” Raegan was speechless

she didn't want to argue with

she noticed that Mitchel was

big hand gently

if a warm current was flowing into her, providing a