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.

would not tell him that her back was

intently and asked in a hoarse

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

implicit invitation in the air, irresistibly

worried you might get tired, so..." Mitchel began, leaning in and

but the bathtub water

get cold, Mitchel reached out and turned on the warm

night together, every corner of the hospital room bore

the bathroom to clean her up,

following morning, Raegan woke up well into the

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

she found her muscles protesting, a stern

faint sound of water in the bathroom, evidence that someone had stayed with her throughout the

the desire to cry out

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

at a loss for

to

her sore arms,

only to reveal

she realized she and Mitchel had a

a moment, Raegan

here was

her overly exhausted body but couldn't find her clothes

looked around and saw a few bags on the

various types of clothes, including

bought for her because they were

herself, grabbed her bag, and placed her

going?” echoed Mitchel's low, magnetic voice from

Instantly, Raegan froze.

thought was

everything else, she prepared to pull the

could make a move, Mitchel kicked the door shut, trapping

His gaze was intense.

in the afternoon." Mitchel gently ran

drive you there.” Unwilling, Raegan made

"Forget it.

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

couldn't help but gently

His eyes dimmed momentarily.

you to be so