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 his

“I'm serious.

is my cure," he

nursing a serious case

gentle voice made Raegan's heart

wasn't a

to cure him? Soon enough, a doctor strolled

wounds, Mitchel remained stoically

said, "Young

has reopened twice

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

however, was taken aback when

want

are full of energy, but you have

one more time, the situation could get serious.” TO" Blushing with

is all my

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

me scold your girlfriend now?" Raegan's

wasn't the doctor's fault for having the wrong

were bite marks around Mitchel’s

hard to imagine how intense

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

time and effort to cook

at the moment." The doctor

bed, still embarrassed over what had just

anything, she lowered her head

to the voice message

up when Raegan played the

felt much better when he heard a

he _ had

down her phone,

with concern, "What do you need? 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

at the

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

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

gently pushed his

subtle, Mitchel could still sense

sure what was going on in Mitchel’s

want her

"It's okay.

finish them all.” He took the bowl

however, risked aggravating

Mitchel

he just furrowed his

bear

grabbed the bowl, put away the table, and

fed him with

more agreeable than

like Mitchel, who was always domineering in front

sensed he was trying to please

more?" Mitchel's dark eyes roamed over her swollen lips, and he murmured, "Yes, I want

immediately blushed, and her ears turned