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 because of

for you began from the very first moment we crossed paths."

and instinctive resistance toward Mitchel

provided scant details regarding events

the turbulent life she once led, with

a profound, suppressed sorrow, and the veins on his hand

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

his wife, and in his eyes, his

aware that I've lost my memory about you?"

bustling servers, adding, "To me, you're no different from the strangers passing

reached out, gripping her wrist and forcefully guiding her

resist and found herself ushered into a

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

against the wall, his

waist while the other was propped

space was awash with the

was evident, causing a sensation of suffocation to engulf

snapped back to reality,

demanding, "Mitchel! What are you up to now?"

hold on her waist remained unyielding, impervious to her most

That left Raegan feeling trapped, unable to

a fit of anger and frustration, she glared at

yelled, her voice edged with

head, his gaze carrying a dangerous

more than a stranger to you?" he

speechless, opting

found herself ensnared, unable

waist tightened as if he intended to coerce

wince escaped Raegan, and

Raegan's anger had permeated deep into her heart, fueling an urge to vent her frustration even if it

her in silence for an extended moment, his voice eventually descending into a

nothing to you?"

Raegan's anger smoldered, and she responded sternly, "Even if you ask a hundred times,

giving him an

having taken a deep breath

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

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

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

had expected, Mitchel's gaze turned even colder, and he released his hold

His voice grew icy, concealed anger simmering

racing heart

little tricks had evidently

nonchalant, "You're reading too much into

even

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

Dixon, could you please step aside?" Raegan rubbed her sore wrist, her

eyes bore into her, an inscrutable blend of emotions