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.

that moment, he sensed Raegan was still his

“I'm serious.

presence is my cure," he

he was nursing

sweet and gentle voice made Raegan's heart skip a

Raegan wasn't a

heck was she supposed to cure him? Soon enough, a doctor strolled in, taking a deep breath at the sight of

doctor attended to Mitchel’s wounds, Mitchel remained stoically silent,

sighed and said, "Young man, please take your

has reopened twice

ICU for an extended

aback when she

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

full of energy,

TO" Blushing with embarrassment,

this is

with a smile, "You were in pain earlier yet

now?" Raegan's

doctor's fault for having the wrong

were bite marks

imagine how intense things

the porridge on the bedside table

must take a lot of time and effort to cook

the moment."

the bed, still embarrassed over

lowered her head

voice message from Nicole,

Raegan

felt much better when he

since he _ had accidentally pulled at his

hurriedly put down

like eating something.” "What do you want? I'll ask Matteo to grab it for you.” Mitchel turned his head and

glanced at

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

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

gently pushed his

could still

made plenty of it.” Raegan wasn't sure

didn't want her taking away the

"It's okay.

want to finish them all.” He took

by himself, however, risked aggravating

Mitchel

his

bear it

bowl, put away the table, and asked him to

fed

Mitchel was more agreeable than

to describe someone like Mitchel, who was always

was trying to please

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

blushed, and