Love Unbreakable

She's Drunk! Raegan's delicate face pressed against Mitchel's neck, a reaction born of sheer surprise.

A female cleaner was standing outside the elevator entrance.

Because she assumed that nobody would use the elevator at this late hour of the day, she got lazy and opted to use the VIP elevator.

She hadn't expected to run into Mitchel and Raegan.

Startled, the cleaner immediately began apologizing upon seeing Mitchel and Raegan.

Mitchel's eyes darkened but remained = silent, efficiently closing the elevator doors.

The cleaner clutched her heart, unable to shake off the image of the disheveled Raegan in Mitchel’s arms.

Raegan's neck was burning hot.

The cleaner was relieved not to receive any reprimand.

Meanwhile, Raegan's face was flushed, the shock helping to sober her up from the lingering effects of alcohol.

The impulsive actions were now sinking in, and she couldn't escape the mental image of what they must have looked like - both thrilling and embarrassing.

After Mitchel brought her into the ward, Raegan, hoping to avoid facing the situation, decided to feign sleep.

However, Mitchel had other plans.

He gently shook her, whispering, "Wake up.

It’s time for a shower.” Eyes shut, Raegan pretended to sleep, hoping to avoid the awkwardness.

Mitchel suddenly stopped, and the room fell into silence.

Just as Raegan secretly started to rejoice, Mitchel surprised her by picking her up from the couch and placing her under the warm water, tenderly helping her wash away the night's events.

Raegan couldn't pretend to be asleep any longer because she couldn't stop trembling.

She gently opened her blurry eyes and internally recoiled at the intimate position.

She whispered, her voice muffled by the steam, "I can handle it myself...” Under the warm, yellow light, Mitchel locked eyes with her.

He said in a low, husky voice, "I know you are tired.

I can help you take a bath." Raegan's cheeks turned even more crimson, and tears welled up in her eyes as she shook her head.

She responded on the verge of tears, "No, I’m not tired.” All she wanted was for him to leave as soon as possible.

tell him that her back was aching

hoarse voice,

shoulders, and a delicate blush still adorned her lovely face, a

an implicit invitation

so..." Mitchel began, leaning in and holding

his sentence unfinished, but the bathtub water splashed, creating an atmosphere of

the water started to get cold, Mitchel reached out and turned on the warm water

corner of the hospital room bore witness to the intensity and

finally brought Raegan to the bathroom to clean her up, and she

following morning, Raegan woke

disassembly and reassembly, a weariness that surpassed the toll of staying awake for several consecutive

muscles protesting, a stern reminder not

faint sound of water in the bathroom, evidence that someone had

cry out of pain, she

thought dominated her mind, Alcohol had clouded her mind! She couldn't help but exclaim internally, "Ah! I should

loss

to

her sore arms, she

quilt only to reveal a more embarrassing

and Mitchel had

still for a moment, Raegan was still

felt staying here was not an

struggled to get up with her overly exhausted body but couldn't find her

looked around and saw a few bags on the cupboard

with various types

might be bought for her because they were

herself, grabbed her bag, and placed her hand on the door handle, opening it

echoed Mitchel's low, magnetic voice from

Instantly, Raegan froze.

only thought was

everything else, she prepared to pull the

a move, Mitchel kicked the door shut, trapping her beneath

His gaze was intense.

Suppressing her panic, Raegan replied, "I have classes in the afternoon." Mitchel gently ran

Unwilling, Raegan made

"Forget it.

leaned in and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you think

couldn't help but gently rub her

His eyes dimmed momentarily.

expect you to be so