Love Unbreakable

Chapter 424 He's Really Worried About Her

Mitchel tried to keep his voice steady, but it still shook a bit. Matteo, who was driving earlier, had coached Mitchel on what to say to trick the kidnapper.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

At the same time, Matteo arranged for someone to locate Raegan. But the tracking was vague, only showing an area close to Raegan's studio, which wasn't very precise.

They split up to look for Raegan.

Then, following Raegan's cries for help, Mitchel found her at last! Those minutes spent searching felt like torture to him. He even regretted getting mad at her and letting a meeting hold him up. The thought of something bad happening to Raegan was too much to bear.

Mitchel went quiet, lowered his head, and hugged Raegan even tighter.

A tear from Mitchel wetted Raegan's cheek, and its warmth made her shudder. Was Mitchel crying? Though it was just a single tear, it profoundly moved Raegan.

Being held closely by Mitchel, Raegan heard his heart beating faster than hers. Was he frightened and worried about her? O

At that moment, Raegan couldn't find it in herself to be distant or push Mitchel away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around him. His suit, usually so sleek and detached, now seemed to radiate a comforting warmth. She clenched her fingers around him, letting herself get lost in this warmth for a moment.

Behind them, the man casting sleazy looks, realizing his luck was running out, tried to escape. But he had barely gotten up before another sharply dressed man, precisely Matteo, knocked him down.

"Ah! Ah!" Another yell broke the silence.

It dawned on the man belatedly that he was no match for Matteo, whose strong build indicated regular workout.

Matteo stepped on the man's uninjured hand, demanding, "Talk! Why did you kidnap her?"

"Ah!" The man's face was contorted into a grotesque expression. "I didn't hurt her. I just took a little bit of her blood..."

He abruptly stopped, recalling the warning over the phone, aware that revealing too much would lead to dire consequences. Even though men involved in shady deals like him had heard plenty of menacing words, it was only when the man over the phone spoke that he felt a real shiver down his spine. For the first time, he was genuinely scared.

But Matteo had heard enough and pressed on, "You took her blood? Why take her blood?"

Mitchel's grip relaxed as he looked up at Raegan, his face turning solemn. "Did he take your blood?"

Regaining her composure, Raegan nodded and showed him her finger. "Yeah, he did." The small prick on her finger was almost invisible now.

A chill went through Mitchel.

"Take a seat here for a bit." Mitchel carefully placed his expensive jacket on the ground for Raegan to sit on before turning back with a serious look on his face.

"Where's the blood?" Mitchel demanded.

The man shook under Mitchel's intense gaze, realizing he was facing someone just as daunting. "I don't know..."

Before he could finish, a threatening look crossed Mitchel's face.

Mitchel's fancy shoe pressed down hard on the sleazy man's mouth, turning his words into muffled cries.

With eyes as dark as the night, Mitchel glared at the man, shifting his weight slightly to deliver a warning. "Think hard before you talk."

Overcome with fear, the man nearly peed himself. Facing Mitchel's menacing presence, he knew his miserable end was coming, whether he spoke up or not. The person behind all this was much more terrifying than Mitchel could ever be.

"My partner took the blood. He's out in the car waiting!" the man blurted out, subdued by the palpable terror.

Mitchel gestured at Matteo, who wasted no time in sending someone to check things out.

Matteo took control and firmly grabbed the man, pressing him for answers. "Who's your contact, and why did you need the blood?"

The man was genuinely clueless. He had never met his contact, only connecting via phone. He had no idea about the cause behind taking Raegan's blood.

After watching the man for a short while, Mitchel decided he didn't know anything important. He ordered expressionlessly, "Keep him here until we turn him over to the police."

Then, Mitchel gently picked up Raegan, cradling her carefully as if she was something precious, careful not to shake her.

The cut on Mitchel's arm opened up under the strain, bleeding openly, drops of blood hitting the floor.

It wasn't until they were seated in the car that Raegan noticed his injury, expressing shock, "Your hand..."

"It's nothing serious," Mitchel reassured her, his eyes filled with urgency, urging the driver to hurry.

Then, out of nowhere, there was a yell. "Stop right there!"

The man had somehow produced a spray, blinding Matteo before attempting to flee.

Raegan stared in shock as the man jumped over a railing. The next second, a loud tire screech echoed, and the man was flung into the air, landing with a thud.

Before Raegan could fully understand what happened, Mitchel was quick to cover her eyes, whispering, "Don't look."

The aftermath outside was horrifying, with the man's body torn apart and unrecognizable.

Matteo, barely able to see, immediately had his men to apprehend the hit-and-run driver.

Mitchel, with a determined look, ordered, "Once you've handed him to the police, dig into the driver's past."

It appeared the crash wasn't an accident but a calculated act, possibly to silence the man for good. The person orchestrating this remained unknown. Mitchel's face hardened with resolve. He was determined to thwart the other party's schemes at every turn.

Instead of rushing Raegan to the hospital, Mitchel chose Luis' lab for its cutting-edge technology and quicker test results.

There, Raegan went through an extensive evaluation, including tests for any infections from the needle prick on her finger.

Outside the room Raegan was in.

Luis examined the cut on Mitchel's arm, his brow creased with concern. "Good thing the knife wasn't poisoned. You worry so much about Raegan, yet you don't seem to care about yourself at all."

Mitchel simply shrugged. "I am tough enough."

Mitchel would protect Raegan from poison or anything else, without a second thought. It was an instinct, not something he would argue about.

After Luis had treated and bandaged Mitchel's wound, he became serious. "There's something off with your blood test. We need to see a specialist who'll be back at the base in two weeks."

Mitchel just nodded. "Got it."

But Luis was worried by Mitchel's laid-back response and pressed on, "Please, take this seriously. I'm really worried."

Luis had his doubts about the blood test results being so straightforward, suspecting there was more to the irregularity, a mystery he hadn't figured out yet.

The more Luis thought about it, the more agitated he got, mumbling, "Lauren has really gone too far this time, resorting to the extremes of pricking you."

Luis marveled at the lengths a woman could go for in the name of love.

"Keep your voice down," Mitchel warned Luis, not wanting Raegan to worry about him.

"What were you discussing?" Raegan walked out after her check-up, catching the tail end of their conversation.

The room went quiet.

Looking curious, Raegan asked Luis, "Who did Lauren prick?"