Love Unbreakable

Unrecognizable Corpse Mitchel crumbled to the ground.

He tried standing but to no avail.

His legs refused to support him, rendering him motionless on the ground.

Moreover, a numbness spread through him.

It was if his heart had stopped beating, leaving him feeling hollow and lifeless.

"Mr. Dixon!" Matteo arrived with a team.

His eyes quickly followed Mitchel’s gaze to the motionless figure on the ground amidst the pool of blood.

Although already used to horrifying scenes, Matteo was still shaken by the scene before him.

"Mrs. Dixon..." Matteo managed, his voice strained with emotion.

Mitchel brushed off Matteo's assistance and pointed at the figure.

"Go... Confirm," Mitchel ordered in a barely audible voice.

He had to see for himself before he could accept it.

“Of course." Matteo approached the figure in hopes of discerning the identity.

The person, face down and severely injured, was unrecognizable.

Moreover, the blood, mixed with a gruesome, viscous substance that might have been brain matter, soaked the floor.

The sight was so horrific that nobody wanted to look at it.

One of the bodyguards was unable to stomach the scene and retched on the spot.

Matteo squatted near the body and searched for any form of identification or jewelry but found nothing.

Regardless of the identity, it was clear it couldn't be left in such a state.

Matteo instructed a person from his team to cover it with a large piece of black fabric.

"Is that her?" A chilling voice suddenly cut through the silence.

Matteo turned around, realizing Mitchel had approached silently.

After a moment's hesitation, Matteo admitted, "Mr.

Dixon, I'm sorry, but I can’t confirm the identity." "Move aside!" Mitchel commanded.

Matteo understood Mitchel’s intentions.

But personally confirming the identity of the corpse would be agonizing.

If it were Raegan, the memory of the sight would haunt Mitchel forever.

In a gentle attempt to dissuade him, Matteo suggested, "Mr.

we should wait for the

isn't something you should see...” His words were cautious, but

fragments, and blood was

Mitchel disregarded

him with determination and knelt down by the covered

inner turmoil was evident in the

his body quivered with

distress, Matteo

"Mr.

Mitchel paid no heed and reached out his hand to the black

fingers trembled as they inched

finally

long minutes, he remained motionless, silent, and not

a sudden movement, he brought his arm up to his forehead, his body

"Mr.

rushed forward to

Mitchel stood up and declared, "It's not her.” Mitchel's intense reaction was one

had walked through hell only to find a sudden ray of

another one over here!” Everyone

except for a sharp bamboo stick impaling

like a gust of wind, a figure rushed over, knelt beside the

was Raegan, very much

quickly asked, "Where's the ambulance?" Matteo was stunned for a second and

the cold, handsome figure

as she was about to say something to Mitchel, the

back to Henley and worriedly asked, “Henley, how are you feeling?" Henley mustered a smile, but blood trickled

severity of his internal injuries, if any, remained

"I'm fine...

something happens to me, can you take care of my parents?” "You'll be

going to

it..." Raegan's

her, and she teetered on the brink of

left a cut on her

that critical moment, Henley had appeared out

charged at Tessa, and both of them

was the blood spattered

had feared the worst for Henley, and the thought of him dead because of her brought her to

strength to crawl

Henley, still conscious,

flooded through her upon

forgive herself if anything had happened

gave

escape! Just a matter of inches! She

it not been for Henley's prompt rescue, she would have been the one lying there motionless, and

who was silently watching Raegan break into sobs for Henley, felt a profound weight on his

his heart had been in a constant state of unrest and

body on the ground was Raegan, he felt as though an invisible giant hand was tearing his heart

God knew the overwhelming relief and joy he felt upon seeing her alive and with only a few minor injuries

wished he could hold her in a tight