Love Unbreakable

Are You Here To Cut Ties With Me Mitchel pressed his lips against Raegan's, and Raegan felt a chill enveloping her as his cold fragrance lingered on her lips and teeth.

At the same time, Mitchel's grip on her wrist tightened, showing no signs of easing up.

Raegan hesitated to resist too strongly, her heart ablaze with anxiety.

Her heart raced in her chest, forced to endure his aggressive kiss.

In her mind, a single thought echoed.

There was something wrong with Mitchel.

He disregarded his reopened wound and stopped her from calling for doctors for medical treatment.

Gradually, a faint scent of rust pierced through the cold air, signaling the presence of blood.

Raegan was losing her composure as she grappled with the chaos in her mind.

Mitchel's tongue still dominated hers, every move pulling her deeper into his embrace.

Their eyes met, and they continued kissing as they looked at each other.

One desperately wanted to escape to call for medical treatment for the reopened wound, while the other was determined to etch the moment into memory.

Finally, he loosened his grip for a moment, and Raegan seized the opportunity to bite his lower lip to stop him without hesitation.

Mitchel winced in pain and released her.

But he maintained his predatory gaze, looking at her like a fierce wolf eyeing its prey.

Ignoring his intense stare, Raegan pressed the call bell, her mind a whirlwind of emotions.

She half-squatted down to check Mitchel’s reopened wound while waiting for the medical treatment.

However, she couldn't help but become furious and worried when she saw the severity of his wound.

The blood was seeping out even quicker now.

In a mix of frustration and concern, she shouted, "Mitchel! What's wrong with you?” It was as if he were playing with his own life.

Meanwhile, Mitchel lay on the floor, seemingly unconcerned about the blood on his chest.

However, he wore an indifferent expression on his handsome and charming face.

His thin lips had even turned red as if he had found a miraculous cure.

He chuckled hoarsely.

"Yes, you are right.

Something is wrong with me.” Raegan's face reflected her worry, not intending to provoke him but infuriated that Mitchel didn't take his health seriously.

However, it seemed her concern was unnecessary.

Mitchel raised an eyebrow, chuckling.

“And you are my cure.” "What? Mitchel Dixon! You!” Raegan was beyond exasperated by his words.

How could he make light of the situation? He really deserved it! Looking at Raegan's nervous expression, Mitchel couldn't help but smile.

Raegan was still

“I'm serious.

my cure,"

he was nursing a serious

made Raegan's

Raegan wasn't

the heck was she supposed to cure him? Soon enough, a doctor strolled in, taking a deep breath at the

wounds, Mitchel remained stoically silent, only occasionally furrowing

and said, "Young man, please take your

has reopened twice

ICU for an extended

aback when she heard

Mitchel want to do? After giving Mitchel a well-deserved scolding, the

full of energy,

serious.” TO" Blushing with

this is all my

with her." The doctor teased with

girlfriend now?" Raegan's face turned even

doctor's fault

marks around

hard to imagine

porridge on the bedside table and said,

of time and effort to cook

at the moment." The

the bed, still embarrassed over

she lowered her

message from

up when Raegan played

felt much better when he heard

throat, he winced since he _

hurriedly put down

like eating something.” "What do you want? I'll ask Matteo to grab

glanced at

just a moment ago? But she refrained from probing and was about to swap the cold bowl of porridge for a warm one with a fresh set of tableware for

"It’s still edible.” Raegan hesitated for a while, then said, "But

pushed his

subtle, Mitchel could still

it.” Raegan wasn't sure what was going on

didn't want her taking away the

"It's okay.

want to finish them all.” He took the bowl and set it on

by himself, however, risked

hurt, but Mitchel made no

his

couldn't bear

bowl, put away the table, and asked him to

she fed him

was more agreeable than

to describe someone like Mitchel, who was always domineering in front of other people like

he was trying to please

asked casually, "Do you want more?" Mitchel's dark eyes roamed over her swollen

blushed, and her ears