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.

the very first moment we crossed paths."

loss played a role.

and instinctive

provided scant details regarding events preceding

awareness of the turbulent life

Mitchel.

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

his fist.

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

right to

was his wife, and in his eyes,

not aware that I've lost

adding, "To me, you're no different

by." At those words,

reached out, gripping her wrist and forcefully guiding her

have time to resist and found herself ushered into

the door slammed shut | with force, the echo of

pressed Raegan against the wall, his

while the

awash with the inviting fragrance of Mitchel's

every breath

causing a sensation of suffocation

snapped back to reality,

herself to push him away, demanding,

possessed exceptional strength.

unyielding, impervious to her

feeling trapped, unable to free herself from

anger and frustration,

go!" Raegan yelled, her voice

head, his gaze carrying a dangerous

than a stranger

utterly speechless, opting

found herself ensnared,

if he intended to coerce

pained wince escaped Raegan, and her brow

your mind?" Raegan's anger had permeated deep into her heart, fueling

her frustration even if it meant biting Mitchel a

at her in silence for an extended moment, his

whisper.

really mean nothing to you?"

grasp, Raegan's anger smoldered, and she responded sternly, "Even if you ask

is still yes."

narrowed slightly, giving

release me," Raegan requested calmly, having taken a deep breath

displaying indifference.

that the : angrier she became, the more control he held over

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

your desire that insatiable? If you're truly that

anticipating that someone as haughty as he might

interest in her after hearing such

gaze turned even colder, and he released his hold

for women?" His

racing heart

tricks

pressed on, her tone nonchalant, "You're reading too much

even know

actions that you might be | missing a woman in your life." — In

held no significance.

Raegan rubbed her sore wrist,

inscrutable blend