Love Unbreakable

When Henley's assistant announced his vegetative state in the hospital, Gerda was so distraught she nearly fainted.

Raegan was equally stunned.

Why would Henley have left his entire fortune to her? Such a turn of events seemed incomprehensible.

Mitchel, with darkened eyes, questioned, “Can you explain this?"

Raegan opened her mouth but remained silent, at a loss for words.

Mitchel's gaze grew colder, still wrongly thinking Raegan was pregnant with Henley's child.

Despite what Henley had done, he must admit Henley was quite considerate in offering financial support for the unborn child in Raegan's belly.

At the thought of that, Mitchel's heart seemed to be torn apart by some invisible stagger.

He pinched Raegan's chin, his tone icy.

"Say something!"

His anger intensified, his grip tightening.

Raegan, on the verge of tears, stammered, "What do you expect me to say?"

"Didn't you try to explain it to me just then? Go on."

Raegan felt utterly confused.

Without understanding the situation herself, how could she clarify it? Mitchel, growing more agitated by her silence, lost the"Didn't you try to explain it to me just then? Go on."

Raegan felt utterly confused.

Without understanding the situation herself, how could she clarify it? Mitchel, growing more agitated by her silence, lost the composure he had intended to maintain.

Mitchel's words dripped with sarcasm, "Raegan, do you enjoy flirting with others while making a pass on me?"

Tears brimming in her eyes, Raegan retorted, “When did I ever make a pass on you?"

Mitchel sneered, "Why did you kiss me when visiting me in the hospital even after I said I didn't want to see you?"

"I.."

Raegan opened her mouth to respond but found no words.

Mitchel continued bitterly, “Can't defend yourself? Let me answer for you."

Mitchel's anger, fueled by past grievances involving Henley, made him spill out in harsh tones, "Do you just enjoy hooking up and being a bitch?"

"You!"

Raegan was livid at his insulting words.

What a fucking bastard Mitchel was! An absolute asshole! His harsh words cut deep.

Raegan felt a surge of injustice, struggling to maintain her composure.

She had never expected that her attempt to make peace would be misread by Mitchel, even going so far as calling her a bitch...

His words stung, branding her with humiliation.

How could anyone be so unjustly harsh? Turning her face away, a heavy weight seemed to press on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

She had no desire to speak to Mitchel.

But Mitchel didn't intend to let her go.

He turned her face toward him, insisting, "Answer me one last time.Do you have anything else to tell me?"

Raegan was confused.

Mitchel kept questioning her whether she was hiding something from him.

But the only secret she had was their unborn child in her belly.

possibility

she couldn't tell him she was pregnant

of rage made her worry he might

represented her only hope, especially

risk her unborn child on

the pregnancy to herself, Mitchel couldn't have forced her to have an

and determination were evident in

her lip stubbornly, holding back her

her eyes, but she remained silent, determined not to

fueled

moved

her might, but Mitchel's grip

tongue invading her mouth,

of that night

Mitchel finally broke the kiss, she gasped for air, pleading, "Mitchel, please, calm

tightly, his sneer cutting

seemed quite enjoy yourself

sank at

like a slap across

before out of fear,

as Mitchel began to trail kisses down

shoulder with his teeth, biting her collarbone sharply as he moved

through Raegan, her

by the memory of their last encounter and the fragile safety

Mitchel.It

voice broke,

a moment, her soft tone seemed

questioning, "Still hurts after five

tears flow more freely,

exaggerated slightly, but it wasn't entirely a

skin was sensitive, and some swelling

at her, his

me see for

don't

out, gripping

were locked in a

move, her underwear

with the lights

the swelling was visibly

her protests, fetched ointment from the medical kit

sent a cool relief

her senses, Raegan felt a

streamed down her

had reduced her to an

remain still, legs apart, to prevent the ointment

face flared in

apply it

a loss for

self-application and that natural healingChapter 261

didn't want to use the ointment so that she'd

then asked suddenly, "Did you avoid treating it as an excuse to avoid having sex

room was

feeling as if he had read

fingertips, approached

driven by punishment but by

was determined to

more controlled than before, considering her condition and contemplating a

him away, pleading,

Mitchel's expression shifted instantly.

did you just

the verge of

not about you...It’s

as he

and painful, but we can find

in her ear, his

at his words,