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.

being coerced

just

for you began from the very first moment we crossed

and instinctive

details regarding

the turbulent life she once led,

a profound, suppressed sorrow, and the veins

"I am your husband." B His implication rested on the premise

his eyes,

you not aware that I've lost my memory about you?"

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

reached out, gripping her

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

force, the echo of the lock

pressed Raegan against the wall, his touch

the other was propped near

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

was evident, causing a

snapped back to

away, demanding, "Mitchel! What are you up

waist remained unyielding, impervious to

That left Raegan feeling trapped, unable to

and frustration,

go!" Raegan yelled, her voice edged with

his head, his gaze carrying a

more than a stranger

speechless, opting to

herself ensnared, unable

on her waist tightened as if he intended

Raegan,

her heart, fueling an urge to vent her frustration even

for an extended moment,

to you?" He spoke in

sternly, "Even if you ask a hundred times, the answer is

narrowed slightly, giving him an intimidating

Raegan requested calmly, having taken a deep breath to steady herself, her tone

she became, the more control he held over

Raegan posed her question

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

turned even colder, and he released his

you believe I'm horny for women?" His

heart gradually

tricks had evidently

nonchalant,

don't even

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

Raegan rubbed her sore wrist, her patience

inscrutable blend of