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

it's not just because of

first moment we crossed

repulsion and instinctive resistance toward Mitchel remained

had provided scant details

awareness of the turbulent life she once led, with

and the veins on his

implication rested on

his eyes, his actions didn't

are you not aware that I've lost my

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

her

have time to resist and

with force, the echo of

the wall, his

her waist while the other was propped near her

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

was evident, causing a sensation of suffocation to

to

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

hold on her waist remained unyielding, impervious to her most ardent

unable to free herself from his

a fit of anger and frustration, she glared

go!" Raegan yelled, her voice

his head, his gaze carrying

nothing more than a

utterly speechless, opting to

herself ensnared,

her waist tightened as if he intended to coerce

escaped Raegan, and her

permeated deep into her heart, fueling an urge

silence for an extended moment, his

really mean nothing to you?" He spoke in a low, wounded

sternly, "Even if you ask a hundred

slightly, giving him

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

she

are you?" Raegan posed her question

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

Mitchel's gaze turned even colder, and

for women?" His voice grew icy, concealed anger

heart

little tricks had

her tone nonchalant, "You're reading

don't even

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

step aside?" Raegan rubbed her sore wrist,

bore into her, an inscrutable blend of