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.

sensed Raegan was

“I'm serious.

presence is my

was nursing a serious case of

and gentle voice made

Raegan wasn't

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

Mitchel remained stoically

"Young

wound has reopened twice

time, and you might find yourself in the ICU for an extended stay.”

aback when she

wound had reopened two times today? What the hell did Mitchel want to do? After giving Mitchel a well-deserved scolding, the doctor turned to

that young people are full of energy, but you have

your boyfriend's chest opens one more time, the situation could get serious.” TO" Blushing with embarrassment, Raegan was about

is all

doctor teased with a smile, "You

scold your girlfriend now?" Raegan's

wasn't the doctor's fault for having the

bite marks

wasn’t hard to imagine

on the bedside table and said, "That porridge looks

take a lot of time and effort to

too much of it at the moment." The doctor left the ward

still embarrassed over

she lowered her

listening to the voice message

when Raegan played

felt much better when he heard a

his throat, he winced since he

hurriedly put down her phone, thinking he

something.” "What do you want? I'll ask Matteo to grab it for you.” Mitchel turned his head and raised his chin as he asked, “Isn't there something already

glanced at the

to swap the cold bowl of porridge for a

then said, "But it’s

gently pushed his hand

could still

made plenty of it.” Raegan wasn't sure

didn't want her taking away the

"It's okay.

want to finish them all.” He took

by himself, however, risked aggravating his

but Mitchel

he just furrowed his brow and endured

bear

bowl, put away the table, and

she fed him

more agreeable than before, even

describe someone like Mitchel, who was

he was trying

"Do you want more?" Mitchel's dark eyes roamed over her swollen lips, and he murmured, "Yes, I want more." He then stared at her with

and her