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.

he sensed Raegan was still

“I'm serious.

presence is my

was nursing

made Raegan's heart skip

wasn't a

doctor strolled in, taking a deep breath

to Mitchel’s wounds, Mitchel remained

and said, "Young man, please take

wound has reopened twice

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

however, was taken aback when she

today? What the hell did Mitchel want to do? After giving Mitchel a

are full of energy, but

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

is all

with her." The doctor teased with a

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

fault

were bite marks around Mitchel’s

to imagine how intense things

doctor eyed the porridge on the bedside table

take a lot of time

the moment." The doctor left the ward

by the bed, still embarrassed over what had just

her head to

message from

perked up when Raegan played

better when

he

Raegan hurriedly put down her

want? I'll ask Matteo to grab it

at the

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

"It’s still edible.” Raegan hesitated for a while, then

pushed

subtle, Mitchel could still sense

of it.” Raegan wasn't sure what was going on in Mitchel’s

just didn't want her taking away

"It's okay.

to finish them all.” He took the bowl and

by himself, however, risked aggravating his

Mitchel made no

his brow and

bear it any

the table, and asked

fed him with

Mitchel was more agreeable than

to describe someone like Mitchel, who was always domineering in

was trying to

roamed over her swollen lips, and he murmured, "Yes, I want more." He then stared at her with an intense

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