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.

is my

seemed he was nursing a

sweet and gentle voice made Raegan's

wasn't

enough, a doctor strolled in,

to Mitchel’s wounds, Mitchel remained stoically silent,

"Young man,

wound has

time, and you might find yourself in the ICU for an extended stay.” The doctor meant well, but Mitchel

was taken aback when she

reopened two times today? What the hell did Mitchel want to do? After giving Mitchel a well-deserved

are full of energy, but

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

this is all

The doctor teased with a smile,

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

the doctor's fault for having

were bite marks

wasn’t hard to imagine how intense things

porridge on the bedside

time and effort to

of it at the moment." The doctor left the

still embarrassed over what had just

lowered her

voice message

Raegan played the

better when he

his throat, he winced since he _

put down her

something.” "What do you want? I'll ask Matteo to grab it for you.” Mitchel

glanced at the

about to swap the cold bowl of porridge for a warm one with a

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

pushed his

could still sense her

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

want her taking away

"It's okay.

all.” He took the bowl and set it

however, risked aggravating

hurt, but Mitchel made no

his brow and endured

Raegan couldn't bear it any

put away the table,

fed him

was more agreeable

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

sensed he was

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

blushed, and her