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.

"I detest being coerced against

just

first moment we crossed paths." Raegan assumed her

her repulsion and instinctive

scant details regarding

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

the veins on his hand bulged as he clenched his

His implication rested on the premise that he possessed the right to draw near

his eyes, his

not aware that I've lost my

adding, "To me, you're no different from

her wrist

Raegan didn't have time to resist and found herself

bang, the door slammed shut | with force,

against the wall, his touch

enveloped her waist while the other was propped near her

instant, the confined space was awash with the

closeness was evident, causing a

abruptly snapped back to reality, her

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

hold on her waist remained unyielding,

unable to

a fit of anger and frustration, she glared at

go!" Raegan yelled, her voice edged with

head, his gaze carrying a

more than a

remained utterly speechless,

ensnared,

her waist tightened as if he intended to coerce her

Raegan,

heart, fueling an urge to vent

gazed at her in silence for an extended moment, his voice eventually

nothing to you?" He spoke in a low,

ask a hundred times, the answer is still yes." A

eyes narrowed slightly, giving him

a deep

angrier she became, the more control he held

considering another kiss, are you?" Raegan

I can find you some prostitutes.” Raegan intentionally belittled

gaze turned even colder,

women?" His voice

racing heart

tricks had evidently

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

even know

actions that you might 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

bore into her, an inscrutable blend of emotions lurking