Love Unbreakable

Afraid Of Him Seeing Mitchel's change in attitude, Alexis’ demeanor softened, and he earnestly said.

"You're my only son.

Everything I do, I do for the Dixon family, especially exploring the market." "Sure," Mitchel responded absentmindedly.

Alexis looked at his son, who was taller and more handsome than himself, and felt a sense of pride.

He reached out to pat Mitchel's back, but the latter deftly sidestepped the gesture.

Annoyed by Alexis’ duplicity, Mitchel coldly said, "If you have no other important business, don't bother coming here.” Alexis felt a sting at those words.

This place was his home, too.

Why should he be barred from it? In his eyes, Mitchel was influenced too much by Luciana and Kyler that he had no qualms in disrespecting his father.

But since Mitchel had agreed to attend the blind date, Alexis decided to let it go.

"Fine. | won't be here unless necessary." Alexis was busy with negotiations with the Benton family for a collaboration in the foreign market.

If things went well, he might regain the control of the Dixon Group. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

When that time came, Mitchel would have to fall in line, especially considering his connection to Raegan.

Alexis vowed to himself to only support those who obeyed him.

The next morning, Raegan started to clean Nicole's apartment.

Nicole had not come back the previous night.

Well, the truth was, Nicole rarely lived in this place.

Nicole had once half-jokingly told Raegan that this apartment was her last remaining asset, and if she ever needed to flee, she would sell it for quick cash.

Therefore, she welcomed Raegan to move in.

Raegan knew this was Nicole’s way of helping her.

Since Nicole was against the idea of Raegan staying elsewhere, Raegan insisted on paying market- rate rent, asserting if Nicole refused to take the money, she would find another place.

Eventually, Nicole relented.

She agreed to accept half the rent and share the house with Raegan.

Raegan was in the process of selling her own apartment.

Two clients had shown interest, but their offers had not met her expectations.

Though eager to sell it out, Raegan didn't want to sell her dream home at a low price.

After all, she had chosen the location carefully and believed it deserved a fair value.

That afternoon, Henley asked Raegan out, saying he would like to ask her a favor.

So, Raegan decided to go out early and pay a visit to Kyler in the hospital before meeting Henley.

Kyler's condition had been deteriorating, resulting in a prolonged hospital stay.

Upon seeing Raegan, Kyler's face lit up, and he eagerly asked, “Why are you here alone? Where's Mitchel?" Raegan quickly racked her brain to come up with an excuse.

"He’s swamped with work these days.” The truth was, she had intentionally chosen a time when Mitchel would be at the office to avoid any awkward encounters.

After chatting with Kyler, Raegan cautiously broached a sensitive topic.

"Would you be upset if Mitchel and I ever broke up?” Kyler frowned.

"Has that brat been giving you a hard time?" "No, no.

I was just curlous about your reaction.” Raegan had been contemplating how to tell Kyler about the divorce.

She could not hide the truth from him forever.

To avoid any unnecessary involvement with Mitchel, she preferred to tell Kyler sooner rather than later.

Kyler might be upset at first, but Raegan was confident he would eventually understand her decision.

However, she decided against telling him about her miscarriage, fearing it would be too much for him to bear, especially in his current state.

For now, she needed to come up with a more suitable explanation for the divorce.

"Don't be impulsive.

If you and Mitchel have any misunderstandings, you should address them quickly.

You don't want to live with regret.” Raegan found herself at a loss for words.

Sensing that there was something on her mind, Kyler continued, "Raegan, I can handle more than you think.

If something's bothering you, tell me.

I'll manage to help you.” Tears welled up in Raegan’s eyes.

She gently placed her face against the back of his hand and assured him, "I'm fine.

My only wish is for you to live a long, peaceful, and happy life.” Kyler smiled warmly.

"Everyone has regrets in their lives.

Don't underestimate me.

I'm much stronger than you think.” Raegan sensed that Kyler might already know about her divorce or at least suspect something was amiss.

She and Mitchel had not visited him together for quite some time, which could have raised his suspicions.

With this in mind, Raegan began to reassure him, "I..." Before she could complete her sentence, the door to the ward swung open, revealing Mitchel.

He must have just met some important clients at work.

Dressed impeccably in a suit, complete with a silver brooch and a rosy tie, he exuded the charm often used to describe rising talents.

While Raegan was still wondering why he showed up at this time, Mitchel walked over to her, grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her into his arms.

"Why didn't you wait for me?” he casually asked, as if they were still the picture-perfect couple they once were.

With Kyler watching, Raegan found it difficult to push Mitchel away and instead let him be.

"I'm afraid that you are not available for the visit.” Mitchel pressed her hand on her shoulder and replied, "No matter how busy I am, I will manage to come here with you anyway.” His voice was gentle, the complete opposite of those harsh words he had spoken the night before.

Raegan could not help but think how irresistible Mitchel could be whenever he was gentle and tender.

His charm could sweep anyone off their feet, including her.

If it were not for her suffering in their relationship and the loss of their baby, she might have fallen for him again.

During their half-hour visit, Raegan was visibly nervous because of Mitchel's presence.

Noticing her discomfort, Mitchel tightened his hold and soothingly stroked her shoulder with his thumb, causing her to blush even more.

Kyler sensed something was wrong and asked with concern, “Raegan, are you okay? Why is your face so red?" Mitchel looked down at her, his gaze filled with affection.

"I'm fine, Just feeling a little stuffy in here," Raegan said.

Kyler did not doubt her words and nodded.

"We old people often feel cold, so the room might be a bit warmer than outside.” The visit seemed to last an eternity for Raegan.

As soon as she walked out of the ward, she withdrew herself from Mitchel's embrace.

For her, the charade they had maintained inside was suffocating.

When the elevator arrived, Raegan stepped in and hurriedly closed its door.

However, Mitchel was quicker and slipped inside Just in time.

As his familiar scent reached Raegan's senses, the scene of their elevator kiss flashed across her mind, making her instinctively step back.

Mitchel stared at her with irony in his eyes and asked, "Where are you headed? I can give you a ride." "No, thank you.

I can manage on my own,” Raegan curtly replied.

As she spoke, she pressed herself against the elevator wall to maintain distance from Mitchel.

Their past and his vow that she would come back to his side had left her reeling from the trauma.

All she wanted right now was to get away from him.

Mitchel smiled mischievously.

"Relax, Raegan.

I won't harm you." Her discomfort was palpable as if being near him was unbearable.

"Don't get me wrong.” Raegan turned her face away, unable to meet Mitchel's intense gaze.

She was at a loss for words.

No matter how much she tried, it seemed impossible to sway Mitchel from his resolve.

Luckily, the elevator doors finally opened.

Raegan hurried out.

Just as she stepped out, her phone rang with a call from Henley, which she immediately answered.

On the other side, Henley asked her where she was and offered to pick her up for their meeting.

Seeing that Mitchel had not left yet, Raegan covered her phone and whispered, "I'm at a hospital...” Before she could finish, Mitchel pushed her against the wall and trapped her with his arm.

Raegan's eyes widened in shock.

Before she could react, Mitchel snatched her phone and said to Henley, "Don't bother.

I'll take her there.”