Love Unbreakable

In an instant, the images suddenly overlapped.

Mitchel swallowed hard as past memories flashed through his mind.

Just like those days five years past, Mitchel and Raegan's dynamic mirrored that last rendezvous.

One yearned for a divorce while the other clung to the marriage.

At that precise moment, a waiter strolled past, balancing a tray of dishes in hand.

Mitchel swiftly extended his arm, fearing the waiter might accidentally collide with Raegan.

But Raegan, on pure instinct, evaded his grasp, stepping back abruptly.

Her slender waist met the table's corner, drawing a furrowed brow and a muffled groan from her.

Mitchel's breath hitched, his han suspended in the air.

Withdrawing his hand, he concealed the ache in his heart and inquired, "Is your aversion for me that intense?" Her disdain for him ran so deep that she'd rather hurt herself than let him touch her.

Mitchel's attractive eyes reddened slightly, his wounded expression holding a strangely captivating allure.

Raegan lifted her eyes, a sharp edge in her words.

"Certainly, Mr. Dixon! My loathing against you surpasses your wildest imagination." Coupled with the disdain in her gaze, Raegan's words were like an unforgiving sword mercilessly piercing Mitchel.

Emotions be damned.

Raegan disregarded his feelings and spoke up.

"Since you have nothing of substance | to contribute, kindly step aside: T wari.

to go." Mitchel's gaze darkened as he stood his ground, a formidable mountain barring her path.

"Mr. Dixon?" Raegan exclaimed annoyingly.

"Why?" Mitchel's voice carried an enduring chill.

"What?" Raegan inquired.

"Why harbor such an intense hatred toward me?" Mitchel's countenance turned icy as he meticulously recollected.

Since Raegan's return, their encounters had been fleeting, happening only two or three times.

Raegan possessed no recollection of him due to the car incident.

Hence, Mitchel couldn't fathom the depth of her loathing.

For a moment, a peculiar notion crept in.

He wondered if Raegan feigned amnesia to evade him.

Raegan perceived Mitchel's thought process as a deviation from the norm.

articulated, "I detest being coerced

just because

we crossed paths." Raegan assumed her memory loss played

repulsion and instinctive

provided scant details

a vague awareness of the turbulent life she once led, with much suffering inflicted

and the veins on his hand bulged as he clenched

B His implication rested

was his wife, and in his eyes, his actions didn't constitute

are you not aware that I've

servers, adding, "To me, you're no different from the strangers passing by." At

reached out, gripping her wrist and

Raegan didn't have time to resist and found herself ushered

with force, the echo

pressed Raegan against the wall, his touch

her waist while the other was

awash with the inviting fragrance of Mitchel's cologne, permeating every breath Raegan

causing a sensation of suffocation to

back to

push him away, demanding, "Mitchel! What are you up to now?" Mitchel possessed

on her waist remained unyielding, impervious to her most

feeling trapped, unable to free herself from

fit of anger and frustration,

go!" Raegan yelled, her voice edged with

head, his gaze carrying a

than a stranger

speechless, opting to

ensnared, unable to

waist tightened as if he intended to coerce

escaped Raegan, and her brow

mind?" Raegan's anger had permeated deep into her heart, fueling an urge to vent her frustration even if it meant biting Mitchel a

in silence for an extended moment, his voice eventually descending

mean nothing to you?"

Raegan's anger smoldered, and she responded sternly, "Even if you ask a hundred times, the answer is

slightly, giving

requested calmly, having taken a deep breath to steady herself,

: angrier she

you?" Raegan posed her question with a

desire that insatiable? If you're truly that horny, I can find you some prostitutes.” Raegan intentionally belittled Mitchel, anticipating

she had expected, Mitchel's gaze turned even

His voice

racing heart gradually

tricks had evidently

pressed on, her tone nonchalant, "You're reading too much

don't even

might be | missing a woman in your life." — In

could you please step aside?" Raegan rubbed her sore

bore into her, an inscrutable blend of