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

not just because

very first moment we crossed paths." Raegan assumed her

instinctive resistance toward Mitchel

scant details regarding events preceding her

turbulent life she once led, with much suffering inflicted by

suppressed sorrow, and the veins on his hand

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

his eyes,

are you not aware that I've lost my

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

out, gripping her wrist and

didn't have time to resist

with force, the echo of the lock reverberating

pressed Raegan against the wall, his

hand enveloped her waist while the other was propped near

awash with the inviting fragrance of Mitchel's cologne, permeating every

a

to reality,

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

on her waist remained unyielding, impervious

That left Raegan feeling trapped, unable to free

fit of anger and frustration,

Raegan yelled, her

his head, his

than a

speechless, opting to ignore

found herself ensnared, unable

as if he intended to coerce her

escaped Raegan, and her

permeated deep into her heart, fueling an urge to vent her frustration even

at her in silence for an extended moment, his

mean nothing to you?" He

Raegan's anger smoldered, and she responded sternly, "Even if you ask a hundred times, the answer is still yes."

slightly, giving him an

a deep breath

aware that the : angrier she became, the more control he

are you?" Raegan posed

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 might explode

turned even colder, and he released his hold

His voice

heart

little tricks had

her tone nonchalant,

don't even know

that you might be | missing a woman in your

step aside?" Raegan

her, an inscrutable blend of emotions lurking beneath