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 against my

not just because of

first moment we crossed paths." Raegan assumed her memory loss played

instinctive resistance

scant details regarding events preceding

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

profound, suppressed sorrow, and the veins on

implication rested on the premise that he possessed

his wife, and in his

not aware that I've lost

servers, adding, "To me, you're no different from the strangers passing by." At those words, Mitchel pressed his

her wrist

didn't have time to resist and found

force, the echo of the

against the wall,

while the other was propped near

space was awash with the inviting fragrance of Mitchel's cologne, permeating every

a sensation of

back to reality,

him away, demanding, "Mitchel! What are you up

her waist remained unyielding, impervious to her most ardent

unable to free herself from

of anger and frustration, she glared

Raegan yelled, her voice

his head, his

a stranger to you?"

utterly speechless, opting to ignore

she found herself ensnared, unable to break

her waist tightened as if he intended to coerce her into

escaped Raegan, and

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

for an extended moment, his voice eventually descending

I really mean nothing to you?"

she responded sternly, "Even if you ask

giving him an

me," Raegan requested calmly, having taken a deep breath to

angrier she became, the more

you?" Raegan posed her question with a mocking

find you some prostitutes.” Raegan intentionally belittled Mitchel, anticipating that someone as haughty as he might explode and lose interest

gaze turned even colder, and he

His voice grew icy,

heart

tricks had evidently

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

even know

be | missing a woman in your life." — In her eyes, he held no

Dixon, could you please step aside?" Raegan rubbed her sore wrist, her patience wearing

eyes bore into her, an inscrutable blend of