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

it's not just because

very first moment we crossed

repulsion and instinctive resistance toward

had provided scant details regarding events

the turbulent life

veins on

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

his eyes, his actions didn't

Dixon, are you not aware that I've

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

out, gripping her wrist and

time to resist and found herself ushered into a

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

pressed Raegan against the wall,

enveloped her waist while the other was propped near her

was awash with the

closeness was evident, causing a sensation of

back to reality,

"Mitchel! What are you up to now?" Mitchel possessed

remained unyielding, impervious to

feeling trapped, unable to free herself

anger and frustration,

Raegan yelled, her

dipped his head, his gaze carrying a

more than a

utterly speechless,

ensnared,

grip on her waist tightened as if

wince escaped Raegan,

have you lost your mind?" Raegan's anger had permeated deep into her heart, fueling

extended

to you?" He spoke in a

anger smoldered, and she responded sternly, "Even if you ask a

narrowed slightly, giving him an

calmly, having taken a deep

angrier she became, the more control he held over

another kiss, are you?" Raegan posed her question

Raegan intentionally belittled Mitchel, anticipating that someone as haughty as he

gaze turned even colder, and he released his hold

for women?" His voice grew icy, concealed

racing heart gradually

little tricks had

pressed on, her tone nonchalant, "You're reading too much

even

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

you please step aside?" Raegan rubbed her sore wrist, her patience wearing

bore into her, an inscrutable blend of emotions