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

“I'm serious.

my cure," he

nursing a

made Raegan's heart skip

wasn't

a doctor strolled in, taking a deep breath

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

said, "Young man, please take your condition

has reopened twice

yourself in the ICU for an extended

taken aback

times today? What the hell did Mitchel want to do? After giving Mitchel a well-deserved scolding, the doctor turned

I get that young people are full of energy,

get serious.” TO" Blushing with embarrassment, Raegan

this is

with her." The doctor teased with a

scold your girlfriend now?" Raegan's face turned even redder at the doctor's

wasn't the doctor's fault

marks around Mitchel’s

hard to imagine how intense

porridge on the bedside table

time and effort to cook something

don't take too much of it at the moment." The doctor left the ward after

bed, still embarrassed

her head to

voice message from

perked up when Raegan played

felt much better when he heard a female

he _ had accidentally pulled

hurriedly put down her phone, thinking

you want? I'll ask Matteo to grab it for you.” Mitchel turned his head and raised his chin as he asked,

at the

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

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

gently pushed

subtle, Mitchel could still sense

it.” Raegan wasn't sure

just didn't want her taking away the

"It's okay.

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

by himself, however, risked

Mitchel

just furrowed his brow and endured in

couldn't bear

bowl, put away the table, and

fed him with

agreeable than

inappropriate to describe someone like Mitchel, who was always domineering in front of

sensed he was trying

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

immediately blushed, and