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.

him that her back was aching after their

a hoarse voice, "Are you really not

Her soaked hair clung to her shoulders, and a delicate blush still adorned her lovely face, a lingering testament to the sexual intercourse she had

invitation in the

get tired, so..." Mitchel began, leaning in

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

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

night together, every corner of the hospital room bore witness to the intensity and

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

woke up well

body ached profoundly as if it had undergone a complete disassembly and reassembly, a weariness that surpassed the

muscles protesting, a stern reminder not to

faint sound of water in the bathroom, evidence that

desire to cry out of pain, she

help but exclaim internally, "Ah!

at a loss for

to assess the

her sore arms,

to

she realized she and

moment, Raegan was still

felt staying here

with her overly

saw a few bags

with various types of

her because they were

Raegan quietly dressed herself, grabbed her bag, and placed her hand on the door handle, opening it cautiously

echoed Mitchel's low, magnetic voice

Instantly, Raegan froze.

her only thought was

else, she prepared to pull the

move, Mitchel kicked the door

His gaze was intense.

leave just like that?” Suppressing her panic, Raegan replied, "I have classes in the afternoon." Mitchel gently ran his fingers through her hair and said,

drive you there.” Unwilling, Raegan made up

"Forget it.

condition..." Before she could finish her words, Mitchel leaned in and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't

help but gently rub her

His eyes dimmed momentarily.

expect you to