Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 285 Bad Luck

The crystal lamp barely missed Mitchel's face, shattering against the wall with a resounding bang.

Fragments of the lamp scattered across the room, leaving Mitchel's otherwise handsome face marred by a bloody cut.

Unfazed by his injury, Raegan made a hasty attempt to flee. She was barefoot and seemingly oblivious to the broken glass strewn across the floor.

"Watch out!" Mitchel hurriedly reached Raegan and knelt, offering his palm as a makeshift platform for her feet.

Raegan couldn't withdraw her feet in time, causing the glass to cut into the back of Mitchel's hand and embed itself in his flesh.

A sudden rush of blood painted the scene.

Seemingly indifferent to the injury, Mitchel lifted Raegan and gently placed her back on the bed.

His blood dripped onto the cream-white bed sheet, staining it, yet he paid it no mind.

His blood continued to drip as he touched Raegan's face with his stained hand, fixating on her with piercing eyes.

The woman who had been presumed dead and haunted his dreams for the past five years was now miraculously alive in his arms.

"Raegan, Raegan..." Mitchel's tall figure leaned over Raegan, trapping Raegan in his arms while hoarsely repeating her name.

His trembling, bloody hand traced her features - her face, her eyes, and her lips. He was trying to see if she was real and not a figment of his imagination.

This woman in front of him was real, a far cry from the nightmares that had formented him for the past five years.

"Raegan." Pressing his lips to her forehead, Mitchel held her tightly in his arms and whispered in a low, hoarse voice, "You can hate me, despise me, or whatever, but please don't leave me..."

The metallic scent of blood filled the air as Mitchel pleaded with Raegan.

Raegan struggled to push Mitchel away, but her efforts were in vain.

In desperation, she bit hard on his shoulder.

To her surprise, Mitchel's muscles were so robust that she felt her teeth ache when she bit into him.

Mitchel snorted, looked at her with piercing eyes, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Raegan was at a loss for words when she heard that. She couldn't believe her bad luck. How had she ended up meeting such a crazy man? Maybe he was really out of his mind!

Frustrated, Raegan shouted, "Let me go! I want to go home!" Hearing her complaints, the fire in Mitchel's eyes surged again. He fixed his gaze on her and said coldly, "This is your home, Raegan."

This is not my home!"

it is!"

else." Raegan was telling the truth. She had suffered from memory loss due to the car accident. She was not pretending. She genuinely had no idea who

either failed to notice her abnormality or chose to ignore it. He was determined to keep Raegan with him, going so far as to attempt to consummate their relationship to convince himself it

couldn't remember me because we haven't been together for a long time. Let me help

loosened the buttons of his shirt with slender

surreal moment as Raegan struck him across the face. The man above her seemed

out of your mind? I have said that I don't know

darkened, his voice now dangerous and deep, "What

on her finger,

on the ring glistened like a sharp blade, momentarily stunning Mitchel. Unfazed, he attempted

covered her hand, protecting the ring. "Hey, you! What do

was no match for Mitchel's

hand, Mitchel flung it into the trash can with a surge of

eyes, he asked, "You have married

the past five years. The sorrow had made

Raegan marrying another man,

like it had been struck by lightning, and an unbearable pain swept

bloodshot

warm tear seemed to carry his profound

demanded, "Have you ever thought about my

so absurd that she

that so? Do you want me to prove it?" After saying that, Mitchel forcefully pushed her onto the bed, restraining

with an unsettling eagerness, resembling a

me, you bastard!" Raegan struggled to escape his

as Mitchel leaned over, a thunderous crash echoed through the room as the door was kicked

the bed, and pressed him to the floor while delivering

subdued, Mitchel retaliated immediately. In a matter of seconds, he turned the tables

recognized the man lying on the floor. Without hesitation, she picked up an ashtray

sound

man. Although the ashtray fell on the floor heavily, it

chaos, blood trickled from the back of his head. Mitchel raised his head slowly, his

was directed to the man. Disregarding Mitchel's injury, she

lacked strength, Mitchel felt a deep

to stand. Tears were streaming down her face. "Erick... Erick... Are

Erick answered as he stood up with

drained his strength. His worry for Raegan led him to employ extreme measures, injuring himself in the process. Therefore, he