Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 108

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Raegan was taken aback.

Why did Mitchel care if she ate or not? It wasn't that she refused to eat. His presence was what made him lose the desire to eat.

"You…"

Before she could utter the word “go,” her words were muffled by his lips.

Mitchel kissed her softly, as if taking into account the discomfort in her mouth; This time it was smooth.

However, this action brought back memories of their previous activities in the bathroom, filling Raegan with revulsion. Reacting on impulse, he threw the hot porridge at her.

Mitchel grimaced at the impact and quickly separated his lips from hers.

Just when Raegan thought he was going to explode with anger, he caught himself, opened another carton of porridge, and said coldly, “Eat.

If not, I will feed you like I just did.

Raegan didn't understand anything.

His current behavior seemed absolutely irrational to him.

Good. I would eat. If it meant he would leave, she would gladly consume the porridge.

Head down, she ate slowly, each spoonful reminding her of her sore, wounded mouth.

I wanted to cry from the pain. But not in Mitchel's presence.

Never in front of him.

Tears would only earn her the contempt of someone who didn't love her. Why volunteer for more humiliation?

Mitchel retreated to the bathroom and changed his clothes.

When Raegan noticed him pulling out new clothes, she was shocked. Had you planned to stay in the hospital for a long time?

A caretaker appeared to clear the table after their meal.

Raegan was about to lay down and rest when Mitchel moved closer to her mouth again.

With quick reflexes, Raegan swatted his hand away.

Mitchel's expression turned stormy.

Looking at him suspiciously, Raegan said, “Mr. Dixon, even a tool needs a rest.

If her health had been compromised, she was convinced she would not have survived the previous night.

Mitchel's expression changed as he pulled out a tissue and handed it to her to wipe her mouth.

But Raegan didn't take it. He picked up another one, wiped his mouth and threw it away.

Mitchel's arm remained dangling in the air awkwardly, and he struggled to contain his frustration.

“Raegan, stop it.”

Raegan chuckled and replied, “So, you want to do it here? Well, I can please you. But not with my mouth. It hurts me".

"You! Incredible!" Mitchel's face flushed a deep shade of blue.

Angry, he threw the handkerchief aside and stormed out of the room.

At noon, Matteo arrived with a lunch box.

As he left, Raegan stopped him.

"Did you personally deliver the paternity test report to Mr. Dixon?"

Surprised, Matteo nodded. Mr. Dixon's behavior had revealed the result of the test.

"Did he give it to you directly?" Raegan insisted.

Matteo hesitated, then remembered that when he sent the documents to Mitchel's office, Mitchel was in a meeting, but it only took him about ten minutes to finish the meeting.

He told Raegan.

«So there was a gap of ten minutes. Go back and see if anyone came into his office during that time,” Raegan urged.

He suspected it was a trap, and only Lauren came to mind as a possible saboteur.

She couldn't risk involving her daughter in Mitchel's unpredictable moods.

He wouldn't dare allow her to have a child he assumed wasn't his, no matter how generous he pretended to be.

Even if they divorced, she needed to clear her unborn child's name.

In the afternoon, Luis visited her.

As soon as he entered, Luis expressed his concern, saying, "Raegan, are you feeling better?"

Raegan didn't hold a grudge and nodded her head.

Noting his fragile appearance, Luis paused before advising him, “Mitchel is unstable right now. Don't confront him directly. It is wiser to be subtle to minimize your pain.

Raegan remained silent. Just as Luis was heading for the exit, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Luis, could you help me with something?"

He requested a new test, this time using his intravenous blood and a lock of Mitchel's hair that he had collected this morning.

Luis was not expecting it. He wasn't surprised that when the topic of the baby came up, Mitchel's face darkened. Now I understood it.

Understandably, Mitchel kept it to himself.

What man would admit to his best friend that his wife was pregnant by another man?

However, since Raegan had openly sought his help, Luis was inclined to believe that the child was really Mitchel's.

Luis nodded his head and stated: "You will have the result in twenty-four hours."

When Luis left, Raegan tried to relax, eyes closed, but sleep eluded her.

He kept thinking about Mitchel's harsh words. She said that she had stayed in her marriage only for the physical intimacy and had declared that she was not even worthy of being compared to Lauren.

The idea of ​​her surpassing Lauren in Mitchel's heart now seemed laughable.

Mitchel's feelings for Lauren ran deep. Eliminating Lauren from his life would only be possible if Mitchel himself disappeared.

Therefore, Raegan resolved to never overestimate herself again. She had to get a divorce, even if it meant begging Mitchel's grandfather. Divorce was the only way left for him.

Meanwhile, Nicole woke up in the darkness of the hotel room, with the curtains closed and the air thick with the smell of intimacy.

When he tried to sit up, a dull pain coursed through his body.

He looked down and saw his naked body, covered in hickeys.

Jarrod had been rude to her, gnawing and pinching her, acting less like a man and more like a wild animal.

And now he was nowhere to be found. He was probably gone.

Nicole got up to get dressed.

Bang. At this moment, a sudden noise echoed in the room.

The hotel door burst open.

Before Nicole could react, she was pulled by her hair and thrown off the bed.

A woman stood behind him, venom in her voice, declaring, "Take down this lying bitch!"

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