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.

detest being coerced

not just because of

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

repulsion and instinctive resistance

scant details

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

the veins on

he declared, "I am your husband." B His implication rested on the premise that he

his eyes, his actions didn't

Dixon, are you not aware that I've lost

toward the bustling servers, adding, "To me, you're no different from the

he reached out, gripping her wrist

didn't have time to resist and found

a bang, the door slammed shut | with force, the echo of the lock reverberating

the wall,

the

with the

a sensation of suffocation

to

herself to push him away, demanding, "Mitchel! What are

waist remained unyielding, impervious

trapped, unable to free herself from his

of anger and

yelled, her voice edged with

his gaze carrying a

more than a

utterly speechless, opting to

herself ensnared,

on her waist tightened as if he intended to coerce her

wince escaped Raegan,

had permeated deep into her heart, fueling an urge to

extended moment, his voice eventually descending

you?" He spoke in a low,

his grasp, Raegan's anger smoldered, and she responded sternly, "Even if you ask a

eyes narrowed slightly, giving

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

: angrier she

are you?" Raegan posed her question with a

I can find you some prostitutes.” Raegan intentionally belittled Mitchel, anticipating that someone as haughty

even

you believe I'm horny for women?" His voice grew icy, concealed anger simmering

racing heart gradually

tricks had evidently

pressed on, her tone nonchalant,

don't even know

missing a woman in your life." — In her eyes,

aside?" Raegan rubbed her sore wrist, her patience

eyes bore into her, an inscrutable blend of emotions lurking