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 against my

not just because

the very first moment we crossed paths."

instinctive resistance toward Mitchel

had provided scant details regarding

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

veins

"I am your husband." B His implication rested on the premise that he possessed the right to

wife, and in his eyes,

are you not aware that I've

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

he reached out, gripping her wrist and forcefully guiding

resist

door slammed shut | with force, the echo of

the

the other was propped

with the inviting fragrance of Mitchel's cologne,

closeness was evident, causing a sensation of suffocation to engulf

abruptly snapped back to reality,

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

hold on her waist remained unyielding, impervious to her

That left Raegan feeling trapped, unable to

fit of anger and frustration, she

yelled, her voice edged

head, his gaze

I nothing more than a stranger to

utterly speechless,

she found herself ensnared, unable to

as if he intended to coerce her into

pained wince escaped Raegan,

fueling an urge to vent her frustration even

an extended moment, his voice

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

within his grasp, Raegan's anger smoldered, and she responded sternly, "Even if you ask a hundred times, the answer is still yes." A heavy silence settled in

narrowed slightly, giving him

calmly, having taken a

she became,

considering another kiss, are you?" Raegan posed her question with

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

expected, Mitchel's gaze turned even colder, and he

women?" His voice grew icy,

racing heart

tricks

on, her tone nonchalant, "You're reading

even

you might be | missing a woman in your life." — In her eyes, he

aside?" Raegan rubbed her sore wrist, her patience wearing

bore into her, an inscrutable blend of emotions lurking beneath the