Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 348

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Raegan's eyes widened at the sight of his handsome face so close.

When he realized this, he became angry. I couldn't understand his audacity. He was behaving like a scoundrel again.

Mitchel had stuck his tongue into Raegan's mouth, causing her to close her eyes and clamp down fiercely on his intruding tongue.

An instant later, the unmistakable taste of blood spread through their mouths.

A loud slap quickly followed. The sound of Raegan's palm hitting Mitchel's cheek was crisp and reverberated through the room.

It was as if everything around him had frozen in that moment.

Showing her simmering anger, Raegan stomped on Mitchel's leather-clad foot.

Unfortunately, it seemed to have little impact, as he showed no sign of discomfort on his face.

Raegan regretted opting for flats today. Heels would have been more effective. "Mr. Dixon, if your desires are so insatiable, go find your beloved Lauren. Do you have to insist on bothering me?

Mitchel had a crimson mark on his otherwise handsome face and a faint trace of blood on his tongue. His dark eyes narrowed and his voice held both anger and restraint. "I don't love anyone but you."

«But I don't want anything with you. I don't like you. I don't know you. I despise you. Is it clear enough for you? Can you understand it now? Raegan's eyes revealed nothing but disgust and irritation, devoid of any emotion. Not even a flash.

Watching this broke Mitchel's heart into pieces. The happy look he used to give her had transformed into pure aversion.

However, Mitchel held on tightly to Raegan's hand.

Raegan issued a stern ultimatum: "Do you let me go or do I call the authorities?"

A searing pain lingered in Mitchel's chest, and he gave a bitter chuckle of melancholy anger. "Go ahead and call the authorities."

Raegan stood, momentarily speechless. His words were nothing more than a verbal threat. Without concrete evidence, he knew it was useless to involve the police.

Raegan turned her gaze to Mitchel, her voice cold. "Mr. Dixon, do you have feelings for me?" he asked abruptly, changing the subject.

Mitchel was caught off guard and his Adam's apple bobbed noticeably as he responded, “Yes, of course. Why else would I do all these things?

His mind drifted back to the efforts he had made to orchestrate their encounters, making them seem accidental. If he didn't care about Raegan, why would he go this far?

Raegan's response was a dismissive laugh. «But it seems to me that your interest in me is only because I look like your former wife.

After all, you haven't seen each other in five years. What if one day you lose interest, Mr. Dixon? Will he throw me away like garbage or keep me locked up at home?

Mitchel felt a sharp pain in his chest when he heard her words. His voice, tense and harsh, broke the silence. «Raegan, things are not like that.

I would never treat you like that. You are my wife, and no one can take your place..."

Hearing this, Raegan felt a throbbing pain in her head. He took a deep breath to calm himself and replied, “In your memories, I am your wife. But I don't remember anything about you. To me, you are a stranger. And I hate how you impose things on me, justifying it with the fact that we are a couple. Do you really think this is fair for me?

Raegan's voice was cold and unwavering, making Mitchel's heart break into pieces. His eyes lost focus and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Is this your way of worrying, Mr. Dixon? Raegan's eyes flashed with contempt as she added, "So your love is nothing more than selfish demands, ignoring the feelings of others."

Overwhelmed by intense pain, Mitchel loosened his grip on Raegan.

His heart was so heavy that he had trouble breathing.

"Raegan..." He tried to explain himself, to say something. His mind was flooded with thoughts. But these words made no sense to Raegan.

After all, he had lost the memory of their common past. She couldn't understand his words and, more importantly, she had finished listening to him.

Meanwhile, Raegan couldn't stand the inexplicable pain in her head anymore. «Mr Dixon, to me you are just a stranger. I don't feel anything for you. Regardless of our past, I know nothing about you.

Please don't force me to do anything, or I might start hating your insides.

With those words, Raegan turned and walked away, not once looking back. She moved quickly, eager not to show any discomfort in front of Mitchel.

But as soon as Raegan left the room, her consciousness began to fade.

He felt as if his head was being torn apart by a wild creature. The blow left his head spinning and his vision blurred.

Mitchel's words echoed in his mind, mixing with his own thoughts. For a moment he was about to remember something, but then it escaped him.

A deep feeling of frustration tormented her intermittently.

The chaos in her head drove Raegan to the brink of madness. He shook uncontrollably and began to collapse.

Just as she was about to fall to the ground, a strong, warm hand caught her. Then, he faintly heard Stefan's voice. “Raegan, are you okay?”

Stefan shielded Raegan from the wind, holding her to his chest in a protective hug.

Under the streetlight, Raegan's face glowed, giving her an angelic appearance.

“Stefan…” Raegan whispered weakly, as if those words took all her strength away.

In a calming, firm voice, Stefan reassured her, “Don't worry, Raegan. Calm down. "I'll help you get into the car."

His calm voice and comforting presence, combined with his intellectual aura, helped Raegan calm down. Stefan gently took her hand, his tall figure protecting her like a protective barrier.

All the surrounding noise seemed to fade away, blocked by his presence. This gave Raegan a sense of security and inner strength.

She fell silent and let Stefan help her into the car.

Mitchel, who was hurrying to follow Raegan, witnessed this emotional moment.

Suddenly, he felt as if an invisible force was pressing on his heart. He staggered back a few steps until he had nowhere to go.

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