Love Unbreakable

As Long As It's You Mitchel had no desire to coerce Raegan to pay him a visit.

But if Luciana asked Raegan to visit him, it suggested a willingness on her part to meet him.

Mitchel's discomfort was palpable as he grappled with his own humility, deceiving even himself in his introspection.

Luciana, taken aback by Mitchel's words, felt a twinge of unease at his request a moment later.

Despite her fondness for Raegan, nobody could compare to Mitchel, especially when it involved life- and-death situations.

The news of Mitchel’s injuries had once nearly caused her heart to stop.

The memory of that fear still sent her heart racing.

Despite knowing Mitchel was out of danger, the doctor's words could still make her quiver with fear.

Luciana believed that if Mitchel married a woman he wasn't particularly fond of, he might remain calmer and refrain from engaging in risky endeavors.

With solemn concern, Luciana advised Mitchel, "You once caused Raegan great loss, and now you've saved her life.

It's balanced.

You're divorced now.

Let the past stay in the past.” Mitchel, taken aback that Raegan had disclosed their divorce to Luciana, felt a shadow pass over his face.

Facing his mother, Mitchel confessed, "I don’t want a divorce.

I never want one.

My mind is stuck on Raegan.

1 can't imagine a future where she's not around me." These words left Luciana unsure of how to respond.

"Why are you so stubborn...” "T'll see her myself if you won't do it for me," Mitchel declared, determined, and attempted to rise from his bed, only to be bathed in a cold sweat from the effort.

Luciana, alarmed and pale, urged him back to bed, relenting, "Alright, stay.

I'll have her come to you.” Raegan was taken aback by Luciana’s unexpected call.

After their last encounter, she hadn't anticipated any further communication, especially not kindness.

She suspected Mitchel's influence.

Yet, with Mitchel now engaged to Eloise, Raegan wished to sever all ties.

It was time to close the chapter between them.

Therefore, Raegan declined Luciana's request with politeness.

To her astonishment, Luciana insisted, "Regardless of your history with Mitchel, he's hurt because of you.

It's your responsibility to care for him.

afterwards." Luciana's words bore the weight of an_ ethical obligation, yet they rang

complied and hailed a

at the hospital parking lot, she encountered Henley,

reach Raegan, and though they had finally spoken, her excuse of fever and phone neglect seemed

hospital now only deepened

withheld the truth, Henley chose not to pry

lobby, they parted ways, and Raegan

the VIP ward, Mitchell was seated in a wheelchair, gazing

had mentioned Raegan's imminent arrival, he

really didn't

Mitchell, who remained silent, his eagerness to

couldn't help but notice how Mitchell's usually

the first sight he caught was Raegan at the parking lot with Henley, their seeming proximity suggesting an unmistakably intimate

sight hit Mitchell like a

Raegan had been with Henley all this time, not coming to see him after his

pallor, his heart felt as if it had been shredded and tossed aside, the

his expression steeled, he wheeled himself back to his

Mitchell's abrupt mood shift,

open shortly

Raegan and discreetly exited, leaving the two

Raegan, however, remained silent.

color, his usually vibrant

delicate porcelain, exquisite yet

in Raegan's eyes

She had overestimated herself.

instinctively drew her

whisper, she inquired, "Are you feeling any better?" Her voice, heavy with emotion,

however, seemed to disregard her

He scoffed.

His words left Raegan speechless, sensing his resentment toward

the reason for his anger eluded

unscrewed the lid of her thermal pot, dishing

porridge was tailored to

time to make it, which explained her late arrival

suggesting, "Try some porridge.”

in

but Mitchel showed no intention of accepting

slightly awkward, she set the bowl

gloomy air

Raegan simply sat down

texting so nonchalantly, thinking she was

anger, fearing he’d lash out

wound protesting the motion with a tight pull,

pity, instinctively

hand came

forceful, loaded with aversion to