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.

abdomen, and waist all flawlessly

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

couldn't compete with

turned even redder as she looked at

felt so warm while she was

her in his arms

problem with that?" Mitchel retorted grumpily as he got

came back holding a bowl, and handed it to her, saying, "Drink

hands and feet were cold, so he contacted

cooked the soup according to the recipe he found on the

before, and he ended up burning his hand! Whenever he remembered how Raegan had irritated him,

it before it gets

took the bowl and

that Mitchel, who had never cooked for anyone in

was late

served her soup

then did Raegan

was even smoother than

was delicate and

to admit he didn't know how to handle the pot properly and

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 fake smile and replied, "You wish!” Hearing

feeling like she could

she letting this bother her anyway? It wasn't the right time to bring

was just inviting trouble, and sympathizing with one would only lead

about men

with Mitchel again was

in love

a bed like that? When Mitchel returned, Raegan had composed

She said indifferently, "Mr.

thanks for

It’s late.

sneer, "I know it's late.” "At this hour, it's not appropriate for us to share a room, don't you think?" Raegan wanted to

to

to rub Mitchel the

you worrled Henley will find out and get upset? After all, he forked out three million to win you

if we share a bed." Mitchel's words

want to argue, so she said with

Mitchel

pressing against

but Mitchel held her

me.” Raegan was speechless

in pain, she didn't want to argue

that Mitchel

hand gently rubbed her lower

flowing into her, providing a