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.

moment, he sensed Raegan was still his and

“I'm serious.

presence is my

was nursing a serious case of

made Raegan's

wasn't

a doctor strolled in, taking a deep breath at

attended to Mitchel’s wounds, Mitchel remained stoically silent, only occasionally furrowing his

doctor sighed and said, "Young man,

wound has

for an extended stay.” The doctor meant well, but Mitchel offered

was taken aback when she heard

want to do?

young people are full of energy, but you have to

could get serious.” TO" Blushing with embarrassment, Raegan was about to explain, but Mitchel

is

nothing to do with her." The doctor teased with a

won't even let me scold your girlfriend now?" Raegan's face turned even

wasn't the doctor's fault for having the

bite marks around

to imagine how intense things were

the porridge on the bedside table and said, "That porridge looks

must take a lot of time and effort to cook something like

take too much of it at the

bed, still embarrassed over what had

saying anything, she lowered her head to

listening to the voice message

perked up when Raegan

felt much better when he heard

since he _ had accidentally pulled

this, Raegan hurriedly put down her phone, thinking he

Mitchel smiled and said, "I feel like eating 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

she refrained from probing and was about to swap the cold bowl

hesitated for a while, then said, "But it’s cold

gently pushed his hand

subtle, Mitchel could still sense her

made plenty of it.” Raegan wasn't sure what was

just didn't want her taking

"It's okay.

to finish them all.” He took the bowl and

himself, however, risked aggravating

Mitchel made no

just furrowed his

couldn't bear it

away the table, and

she fed him

was more agreeable than before,

inappropriate to describe someone like Mitchel, who was

sensed he was trying

he finished a bowl of porridge, Raegan asked casually, "Do you want more?" Mitchel's dark eyes roamed over her swollen lips, and he murmured,

and