Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 301 I Hate You

In an instant, the images suddenly overlapped.

Mitchel swallowed hard as past memories flashed through his mind.

Just like those days five years past, Mitchel and Raegan's dynamic mirrored that last rendezvous.

One yearned for a divorce while the other clung to the marriage.

At that precise moment, a waiter strolled past, balancing a tray of dishes in hand.

Mitchel swiftly extended his arm, fearing the waiter might accidentally collide with Raegan.

But Raegan, on pure instinct, evaded his grasp, stepping back abruptly.

Her slender waist met the table's corner, drawing a furrowed brow and a muffled groan from her.

Mitchel's breath hitched, his han suspended in the air.

Withdrawing his hand, he concealed the ache in his heart and inquired, "Is your aversion for me that

intense?" Her disdain for him ran so deep that she'd rather hurt herself than let him touch her.

Mitchel's attractive eyes reddened slightly, his wounded expression holding a strangely captivating

allure.

Raegan lifted her eyes, a sharp edge in her words.

"Certainly, Mr. Dixon! My loathing against you surpasses your wildest imagination." Coupled with the

disdain in her gaze, Raegan's words were like an unforgiving sword mercilessly piercing Mitchel.

Emotions be damned.

Raegan disregarded his feelings and spoke up.

"Since you have nothing of substance | to contribute, kindly step aside: T wari.

to go." Mitchel's gaze darkened as he stood his ground, a formidable mountain barring her path.

"Mr. Dixon?" Raegan exclaimed annoyingly.

"Why?" Mitchel's voice carried an enduring chill.

"What?" Raegan inquired.

"Why harbor such an intense hatred toward me?" Mitchel's countenance turned icy as he meticulously

recollected.

Since Raegan's return, their encounters had been fleeting, happening only two or three times.

Raegan possessed no recollection of him due to the car incident.

Hence, Mitchel couldn't fathom the depth of her loathing.

For a moment, a peculiar notion crept in.

He wondered if Raegan feigned amnesia to evade him.

Raegan perceived Mitchel's thought process as a deviation from the norm.

She articulated, "I detest being coerced against my will.

And it's not just because of that.

first

loss played a role.

instinctive resistance toward

scant details regarding events preceding

a vague awareness of the turbulent life she

Mitchel.

gaze held a profound, suppressed sorrow, and the veins on his hand

his fist.

a measured tone, he declared, "I am your husband." B His implication rested on the premise

right to draw near

in his eyes, his actions didn't constitute

Dixon, are you not aware that I've lost my memory about

toward the bustling servers, adding, "To me,

At those words, Mitchel

her wrist

have time to resist and found herself ushered

shut | with force, the echo of the lock

pressed Raegan against the

hand enveloped her waist while the other was propped

the confined space was awash with the inviting fragrance

breath Raegan

causing a sensation of suffocation

abruptly snapped back to reality, her

away, demanding, "Mitchel! What are you

possessed exceptional strength.

her waist remained unyielding, impervious to her most ardent

left Raegan feeling trapped, unable to free herself

a fit of anger and frustration, she

go!" Raegan yelled, her voice edged with

his

more than a stranger to you?" he

remained utterly speechless, opting to ignore

ensnared, unable to

if he

Raegan, and her brow

Raegan's anger had permeated deep into her heart, fueling

even if it

gazed at her in silence for an extended moment, his

whisper.

mean nothing to you?" He spoke in a low, wounded

and she

times, the answer is still yes." A heavy

slightly, giving him an intimidating

having taken

displaying indifference.

was aware that the : angrier she

kiss, are you?" Raegan posed her question with a mocking

is your desire that insatiable? If you're

Mitchel, anticipating that someone as haughty as

her

she had expected, Mitchel's gaze turned even colder, and

women?" His voice grew icy, concealed anger

racing heart

little tricks had evidently

tone nonchalant, "You're reading too

don't even

merely inferred from your actions that you might be | missing a woman

held no significance.

step aside?" Raegan rubbed her sore wrist,

eyes bore into her, an inscrutable blend of