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

“I'm serious.

my cure,"

seemed he was nursing

sweet and gentle voice made

Raegan wasn't a

cure him? Soon enough, a doctor strolled in, taking a deep breath at the sight of the wounded

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

said, "Young man, please take your

wound has reopened twice

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

taken aback when

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

people are full of energy, but you have to be

more time, the situation could get serious.” TO" Blushing with embarrassment, Raegan was about to explain,

this is

do with her." The doctor teased with a smile, "You were in pain earlier yet

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

fault for having the

were bite marks around Mitchel’s

wasn’t hard to imagine how intense things

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

lot of time and effort to

don't take too much of it at the moment." The

bed, still embarrassed over what

she lowered her head to

the voice message from Nicole, Raegan

perked up when Raegan played

better when he heard a

throat, he winced since he _ had accidentally pulled at

put down her phone, thinking

I'll get it for you." 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

at the

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

still edible.” Raegan hesitated for a while, then said, "But it’s cold now." Considering Mitchel's current condition, warm food would serve him

gently pushed his hand

subtle, Mitchel could still sense

sure what was

just didn't want her taking

"It's okay.

He took the bowl and set it

however, risked

Mitchel

furrowed his brow and

Raegan couldn't bear it any

grabbed the bowl, put away the table, and asked him

she fed him

more agreeable than before, even

inappropriate to describe someone like Mitchel, who was always domineering

sensed he was trying to

eyes roamed over her swollen lips, and he murmured, "Yes,

and