Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 482 For five straight days, Mitchel chose not to go to work, preferring to stay at the villa with Raegan.

While Mitchel had the luxury of free time, Raegan still needed to attend her studio.

In her absence, Mitchel was left to his own devices at home. He picked up cooking tips from Annis, managing to serve Raegan delicious dinners each night, even boasting a soup that surpassed Annis’ years of expertise.

Intrigued, Raegan asked, "How did you get so skilled at cooking?" Back in their married days five years ago, Mitchel had never ventured into cooking, nor did anyone know he had the knack for it. Yet, his cooking skills hardly seemed amateur.

Mitchel, with a quirked eyebrow, casually replied, "Learning isn't tough if you're interested. Soup making is all about the timing and balance. Overcook it, and you lose the flavor.

Undercook it, and it lacks depth. Nail the timing and pick the right ingredients, and you end up with something that's

both tasty and healthy..." Raegan was impressed by his methodical approach to cooking, seeing it as something a perfectionist would do, applying precision even in the kitchen.

After savoring a large bowl of soup, Raegan remarked, "You've lured me for another bow! of soup." Mitchel, cleaning her face with a wet wipe, saying teasingly, "Thank you, Miss Foster, for taking me in. Caring for you is the least I can do." Raegan found herself at a loss for words.

After tossing the wipe away, Mitchel casually inquired, "Which soup did you like more, the one from lunch or tonight's?" Once again, Raegan was lost for words. She thought back to the lunchtime call when Mitchel had offered to make and bring her a meal, only to find she was already dining with a business partner.

The business partner cheerfully handed her a bowl of soup

and said, "Miss Foster, give this a try. It's supposed to make your skin softer and more dazzling." Little did Raegan expect the words of a business partner, a man, would stick with Mitchel.

Raegan quipped, "The one I had at lunch was pretty good, made by a real chef." "How good?" As Mitchel lifted Raegan up to head for a wash, he asked, "Better than what I make?" Lately, Mitchel had been carrying Raegan around every evening, so she barely had to use her feet. Mitchel enjoyed holding Raegan 's0 much that he couldn't resist doing so every chance he got.

"The soup tonight was a bit on the sour side." Raegan laughed, looping her arms around Mitchel's neck.

Catching her drift, Mitchel responded with a smirk, "Staying at home waiting for you to come back makes me overthink." Raegan hummed in mock agreement. "Now you understand how I feel when waiting for you in the past.”

Mitchel went quiet, wondering if that was how Raegan felt waiting for him. It had to be tough.

"Look after me well, and I'll make sure to come home early when I have social commitments." Mitchel looked at her, his voice hoarse. "I'll do my best to take care of you."

Mitchel started washing

him

up, Mitchel unexpectedly

her into the bathtub and turned

of water echoed as it hit them, soaking

wasn't cold, but the sudden soaking caught Raegan off guard. "Mitchel... We're getting

pointed out.

Then let's take them off, he

words. It seemed so obvious, yet his suggestion threw

poured over them, both got completely

knee-length professional dress, which was quite modest. But when it got

shirt turned transparent, hinting

face and ears

care of you?" Mitchel replied, his voice low and enticing. "Let

unzipped her dress, the warm water cascading down

bathroom was filled

there..." Raegan

finding it hard to quiet the moans that slipped out. She felt like she was losing her mind!

following morning, Mitchel got up early and got everything

catch a few more moments of sleep, but then she bolted upright. She suddenly remembered she

too long and still had time to

in her slippers, Raegan was barely awake as she started brushing her

in, saw Raegan zoning out with her

moved closer, held her steady, helped her brush her

he whispered, "Maybe you should get some more sleep?" Leaning against him, feeling worn out, Raegan murmured, "I can't. There's a client meeting. This is all on you..." Their night had been a whirlwind, from the bathroom to in front of

resting on him made