Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 272

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I had no other way out.

Mitchel no longer had mercy. He leaned down and bit her beautiful neck relentlessly.

Raegan bit her lower lip hard, feeling the excruciating pain. She felt indignant and resentful at the same time.

"Mitchel... You're an idiot..."

Mitchel's large, somewhat rough hands cruelly rubbed Raegan's breasts.

«You love to curse me, huh? I have enough energy that you will get too tired of cursing me.

Raegan immediately closed her mouth, not daring to say a single harsh word.

She was used to his lack of restraint, so she could tolerate it. But this time it was different. There was a baby in her womb.

Thinking of her baby, Raegan's face paled. He pleaded, "Mitchel, let's try another one..."

But Mitchel suddenly sealed her lips with his to prevent her from speaking.

The next moment, time again became long and unbearable.

Mitchel was fierce, he acted like an animal. He didn't stop until the sky outside slowly lit up.

Raegan was so exhausted that she fell into a deep sleep.

The sky was already a little dark when he woke up.

He suddenly remembered that he had to work today. He hurriedly stood up and, without realizing it, his eyes fell on the trash can near the door. He saw the torn pajamas he was wearing last night lying there.

This vision reminded Raegan of last night's prolonged torment. His face immediately paled.

She ran to the closet in a panic, hoping to find something to wear. When she opened it, she was surprised to see that it was filled with luxury women's clothing of the season. They were all new and still had the tags on.

Some of the clothing and accessories looked familiar to Raegan. They were from the latest winter collection that Mitchel had asked the store clerk to deliver to him at the beginning of fall.

When they divorced, he didn't take a single piece of clothing with him. I didn't expect them to stay organized here.

Raegan didn't have time to think too much. She picked a dress at random, put it on, and headed out the door.

But when he pulled on the door, it wouldn't open. He tried several times, but failed.

He went out to the balcony and saw that the back door was also closed.

Not only the doors, but also the windows and other access points were sealed.

I had no escape.

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