Love Unbreakable

I Don't Want You Anymore When Raegan saw who was standing in front of her, her expression changed abruptly.

She chose to act like she hadn't noticed Mitchel and headed upstairs.

Mitchel blocked her path, his hands tucked casually into his pockets, unmoving as If he were a statue.

"Who sent you back just now?" Mitchel asked with a gloomy expression.

"That's none of your business,” Raegan responded coldly.

Sensing her anger, Mitchel decided to change the subject, asking, "Why did you move out?" Raegan was momentarily at a loss for words when she heard his question.

However, she decided to sidestep him in an attempt to head upstairs.

But then, Mitchel grabbed her wrist, his tone unfriendly as he said, "We need to talk." His touch reminded Raegan of the memories of the previous night, making her stiffen.

She pulled her hand away and demanded, "Let go of me.” Although Mitchel's heart ached, he complied.

However, he stepped in front of the door and blocked her path.

He asked in a low voice, "Raegan, can't you at least tell me why you moved?" “Why should I tell you?" Raegan asked, her confusion mingled with annoyance.

She couldn't fathom how he always managed to locate her, no matter where she went.

She pulled out her phone and displayed a picture, her voice laced with sarcasm as she said to Mitchel, "Mr.

Dixon, are you familiar with this divorce certificate?” Unexpectedly, Mitchel's face darkened at the sight of the photo.

He never thought she would keep a photo of their divorce certificate on her phone to wield against him at any moment.

It was a ruthless move that cut deep.

Mitchel felt heartbroken.

He looked at her and said, "Raegan, don't do this to me.” "The same to you.” Raegan's use of the word only seemed to create a greater distance between them.

"We are already divorced.

Mr.

Dixon, I don't understand why you're still acting this way.

Is it for fun? Is the Dixon Group about to go bankrupt? Why are you so idle?" Mitchel was speechless with anger.

Raegan turned away and headed upstairs, with Mitchel following closely behind.

She stopped, looked at him, and said, "Stop following me.” But Mitchel remained resolute, meeting her eyes with determination.

When the elevator doors opened, Raegan stepped inside.

She stared into Mitchel's eyes and warned him, "If you keep following me, I'll have no choice but to call the police." Without hesitation, she pressed the elevator button.

As the doors were about to close, a hand pushed through, forcing them to reopen.

Mitchel's handsome face exuded cold determination.

He wasted no time, pressing Raegan against the elevator wall and kissing her passionately.

Her lips were delicate, and her waist was far too slender.

Mitchel held her and stood a safe distance from the elevator walls, afraid that the cold might hurt her.

He held her close, and she had no choice but to tilt her head to allow their kiss to deepen.

Raegan was powerless to resist his kiss and trembled.

Suddenly, the elevator chimed and opened.

Outside, an elderly woman caught sight of the two and quickly turned away.

She muttered, "Young man, can’t you do that at home? There is a CCTV camera in the elevator." Raegan snapped back to reality and shoved Mitchel away.

It was a swift and effective way to end the passionate kiss.

As their eyes locked, a faint smile graced Mitchel’s lips.

However, an unsatisfied longing tugged at his heart, urging him to hold her close, pressing her against his chest.

"Your lps and your body still remember me,” he said confidently.

"What does that prove?" Raegan asked angrily.

Mitchel's strength left her with no choice but to rest her hand on his chest as she attempted to keep calm.

"You still love me," Mitchel declared firmly.

"I don't love you anymore, Mitchel." "But I love you.

Let me love you," he said as he held her tightly and nuzzled his head against her neck.

"Give me another chance, Raegan.

Don't be so heartless to me," Mitchel pleaded.

Despite his arrogance, he humbled himself amid this unending pain of living without Raegan.

Tears welled up in Raegan’s eyes, not out of sentiment but because she realized she had lost too much.

She had been waiting for his confession of his feelings for her for so long.

They were already divorced, yet he finally said he loved her.

This wasn't the worst thing.

What hurt her the most was the loss of her unborn baby.

Heavens knew how much she longed to see that baby grow and hear it speak.

However, it could never be.

"It's too late to say you love me." She wouldn't love him anymore, and she wouldn't give him another chance.

Moreover, she questioned whether he had ever truly loved her.

Mitchel had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Did he know what love was? In her opinion, his affection had been more of possessiveness and reluctance since she had schemed to end their marriage and chose not to love him anymore.

"It's not too late, Raegan.

As long as you give me a chance, it will never be too late,” Mitchel insisted.

But Raegan, unimpressed by his words, responded calmly, "Mitchel, do you enjoy being disliked by others? I won't love you again, and I won't give you another chance.

I've told you the umpteenth time." Only a fool would repeat the same mistake, and she was determined not to fall into that trap again.

Why would she give him another chance to hurt her again? She had endured enough pain once, and she had no intention of reliving it.

Mitchel's heart ached at her indifference.

He firmly held her shoulder and looked at her intently.

"Raegan, I won't allow it," he declared, refusing to accept her decision not to love him.

Raegan was exhausted by his persistence and loosened her posture.

"Why are you so persistent, Mr.

Dixon? A divorce is meant to free us from each other's lives and allow us to move on.

You are arich man and have no shortage of women around you.

Why are you doing this?” "I don't want anyone else.” Veins bulged on the back of Mitchel’s hands as he stared at Raegan, desperately searching for a trace of love in her eyes.

But Raegan's eyes remained cold and unyielding. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

The pain in his heart deepened as if a cold dagger was piercing his chest.

He felt as if he was on the verge of losing his sanity.

If not for the tiniest shred of reason remaining, he might have locked her away and kept her by his side.

In a final attempt, he firmly said, "I only want you.” Raegan looked at him and responded with a cold sneer, "But I don't want you anymore."