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

“I'm serious.

my cure,"

seemed he was nursing a

sweet and gentle voice made Raegan's heart

wasn't

heck was she supposed to cure him? Soon enough, a doctor strolled in, taking a

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

sighed and said, "Young man, please take your condition

wound has reopened twice

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

however, was taken aback when she heard

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

are full of energy,

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

this is all my

with a smile, "You

let me scold your girlfriend now?" Raegan's face turned

fault

marks

wasn’t hard to imagine how intense things were

porridge on the bedside table and said,

lot of time and effort to cook something

too much of it at the moment."

stood by the bed, still embarrassed over what

she lowered her head to

the voice message from Nicole, Raegan texted

perked up when Raegan played the

much better when he

he _ had accidentally pulled at his

down her phone, thinking he

I'll ask Matteo to grab it for you.” Mitchel turned his head and

at the

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

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

pushed

Mitchel could

wasn't sure what was going on in Mitchel’s

want her taking

"It's okay.

them all.” He took the bowl and set it on the

by himself, however,

Mitchel made

just furrowed his brow and endured

bear it

away the table, and asked him

fed him

Mitchel was more agreeable than

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

sensed he was trying

over her swollen lips, and he murmured, "Yes, I

and