Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 194

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Mitchel pressed his lips against Raegan's, and Raegan felt a shiver wash over her as his cold fragrance lingered on her lips and teeth.

At the same time, Mitchel's grip on his wrist tightened, showing no signs of loosening.

Raegan hesitated to resist too much, her heart burning with anxiety.

Her heart raced in her chest, forced to endure his aggressive kiss.

A single thought resonated in his mind. Something was wrong with Mitchel. He ignored her reopened wound and prevented her from calling doctors for treatment.

Gradually, a faint smell of rust wafted through the cold air, signaling the presence of blood.

Raegan was losing her composure as she dealt with the chaos in her mind.

Mitchel's tongue continued to dominate hers, and each movement drew her closer to him.

Their eyes met and they continued kissing while looking at each other.

One desperately wanted to escape to seek medical treatment for the reopened wound, while the other was determined to commit the moment to memory.

Finally, he loosened his grip for a moment and Raegan took the opportunity to bite his lower lip and stop him without hesitation.

Mitchel winced and released her.

But he kept his predatory gaze, watching her like a big bad wolf watching its prey.

Ignoring his intense gaze, Raegan pressed the call bell, her mind a whirlwind of emotions.

He half crouched to check Mitchel's reopened wound while he waited for medical treatment. However, she couldn't help but become furious and worried when she saw the severity of the injury.

The blood came out even faster.

With a mix of frustration and concern, he yelled, “Mitchel! What's the matter?"

It was like he was playing with his own life.

Meanwhile, Mitchel lay on the ground, seemingly unconcerned by the blood on his chest. However, he wore an indifferent expression on his handsome and charming face.

Her thin lips had even turned red, as if she had found a miracle cure.

He gave a hoarse chuckle.

"Yes you're right. "Something's wrong with me."

Raegan's face reflected her concern, not intending to provoke him but furious that Mitchel wasn't taking her health seriously.

However, it seemed that his worry was unnecessary.

Mitchel raised an eyebrow, chuckling.

"And you are my priest."

"That? Mitchell Dixon! You!"

Raegan was beyond exasperated by his words.

How could he take the situation lightly? He really deserved it!

Seeing Raegan's nervous expression, Mitchel couldn't help but smile.

In that moment, he felt that Raegan was still his and his alone.

«I'm serious. “Your presence is my cure,” he declared.

He seemed to be suffering from a serious case of lovesickness.

His soft, sweet voice made Raegan's heart skip a beat.

But Raegan wasn't a doctor. How the hell was I going to cure him?

Soon a doctor entered, who took a deep breath when he saw the injured Mitchel.

While the doctor tended to Mitchel's wounds, he remained stoically silent, only occasionally wrinkling his forehead.

The doctor sighed and said, “Young man, please take your condition seriously. His wound has been reopened twice today. "Once again, and you could find yourself in the ICU for an extended stay."

The doctor meant well, but Mitchel didn't respond.

Raegan, however, was surprised to hear that.

Had his wound reopened twice today? What the hell did Mitchel want to do?

After giving Mitchel a well-deserved reprimand, the doctor turned to Raegan.

«Miss, I understand that young people are full of energy, but you have to be careful. "If your boyfriend's chest opens up once again, things could get serious."

“Tigo”

Flushing with embarrassment, Raegan was about to explain, but Mitchel beat her to it.

«Doctor, this is all my fault. "It has nothing to do with her."

The doctor mocked with a smile: “Before, everything hurt before and yet you remained silent. How come you won't even let me scold your girlfriend now?

Raegan's face turned even redder at the doctor's playful words.

It wasn't the doctor's fault that she had the wrong idea. There were bite marks around Mitchel's lips. It wasn't hard to imagine how intense things had been before.

The doctor looked at the porridge on the bedside table and said, “That porridge looks delicious. It must take a lot of time and effort to cook something like that. However, don't take too much at the moment.

After saying that, the doctor left the room.

Raegan stood by the bed, still embarrassed by what had just happened. Without saying anything, he lowered his head to check his phone.

After hearing Nicole's voicemail, Raegan responded to her.

Mitchel perked up when Raegan played the voicemail. He felt much better when he heard a female voice.

Clearing his throat, he winced in pain, having accidentally pulled on his wound.

Seeing this, Raegan hurriedly hung up the phone, thinking she needed something. She asked worried: «What do you need? I'll bring it to you."

Mitchel smiled and said, "I'd like to eat something."

"What do you want? "I'll ask Matteo to bring it to you."

Mitchel turned his head and raised his chin as he asked, "Isn't there something already on the table?"

He was pointing to the porridge Raegan had prepared.

Raegan looked at the porridge. Hadn't he rejected her a moment ago?

But he refrained from inquiring and was about to change the bowl of cold porridge for a hot one with new dishes for Mitchel.

However, Mitchel stopped her and said, "It's still edible."

Raegan hesitated for a moment, then said, “But it's cold now.”

Considering Mitchel's current condition, hot food would suit him better.

He gently removed her hand. Although subtle, Mitchel could feel his resistance.

"I did enough."

Raegan wasn't sure what was going through Mitchel's head. He just didn't want her to take away the cold porridge.

"No problem. "I want to finish them all."

He picked up the bowl and placed it on the table.

However, by eating alone he risked aggravating his injury.

It hurt, but Mitchel didn't make a sound. Instead, he wrinkled his brow and endured in silence.

In the end, Raegan couldn't take it anymore. He picked up the bowl, pushed the table away, and asked him to lie down.

Then he carefully fed him. Surprisingly, Mitchel was more pleasant than before, even accommodating.

It felt inappropriate to describe someone like Mitchel, who was always dominant in front of other people, like that.

Raegan felt like he was trying to please her.

After a bowl of porridge was finished, Raegan asked nonchalantly, "Do you want more?"

Mitchel's dark eyes traveled over her swollen lips and she murmured, "Yes, I want more."

Then he stared at her intensely.

Raegan blushed immediately and her ears turned red.

"I'm asking you if you want more porridge."

With a sly smile, Mitchel replied, “I knew it. That's exactly what I wanted to say. What were you thinking?

Raegan was speechless. He fell back into his trick with words.

Mitchel continued eating until the thermal pot was empty. In fact, he finished it all.

Raegan was a little surprised. Mitchel hadn't eaten anything all day?

Meanwhile, Mitchel just looked at her and smiled.

«It's delicious. I like it".

Considering Raegan had made the porridge herself, she didn't want to waste any of it.

It was well into the night when Mitchel finished his porridge.

When he saw Raegan get up, his expression immediately changed.

"Are you leaving?" he asked.

Raegan nodded, replying, "Yes, it's pretty late."

"Don't go."

As Mitchel held her hand, he struggled to find the words to convince her to stay. Suddenly, he blurted out, "Who's going to take care of me if you leave?" "I got hurt because of you."

It was the same excuse that Luciana had used on the phone.

Raegan's bright eyes dimmed.

For her, Mitchel and Eloise were still engaged. How was she going to stay the night and take care of him?

Alexis's words still echoed in his ears.

Those words were like a long iron nail in her heart, making her feel ashamed of herself.

She was determined not to let herself get involved in other people's relationships.

With that resolution in mind, Raegan secretly pinched her thigh, fighting the urge to succumb to the situation.

No one seemed to take his feelings or reputation into account. But she had to do it for herself.

Taking a deep breath, he asked, “How much does it cost to hire a nurse? "I can cover the expenses until you leave the hospital."

Mitchel's eyes darkened at his words.

He looked at her intently and asked with a frown, “Do you think I care about money?”

Raegan understood his frustration, but needed to make his position clear.

He said seriously: “We shouldn't make things more complicated. Keeping your distance is better for both of us.

Mitchel's expression changed, anger evident in his eyes.

"So, you're here to cut ties with me?"

When he spoke, he focused his gaze on her.

His gaze locked on her, waiting to hear her deny it. She wanted her to say that she had come because she was worried about him and to explain her tardiness.

Mitchel's piercing gaze was especially suffocating to Raegan.

She replied nonchalantly, "If that's what you want to believe."

A heavy silence settled in the room.

After a long pause, a bitter grimace escaped Mitchel's lips.

«If you are so interested in compensating me, why don't you take my life into account? I want to know how much he is worth in your eyes.

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