Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chatper 253

Chapter 253 Her Dignity

Raegan froze at Mitchel's icy demeanor.
Hesitating momentarily, Raegan reached for the door, intent on leaving.
But Mitchel halted her escape.
Mitchel's gaze, icy and penetrating, unnerved her.
"Do you really find it so hard to leave him?" he asked, a sharp edge in his voice.
"No, it's not that," Raegan replied, shaking her head.
"I just can't abandon him like this."
"People die all the time,"
Mitchel's voice was low, questioning.
"Would you care as much if he were a stranger?"
He then questioned her, "Isn't it because he’s..."
Mitchel paused, the words hanging in the air, unfinished.
The tension between them was palpable, both seeming distant despite sitting face to face.
Their expressions were troubled.
As Raegan opened the door again, determined to leave, Mitchel acted impulsively.He reached out, beginning to remove her
coat, then her sweater...
"Stop it!"
Raegan's cry was sharp, her grip on her clothes desperate.
But Mitchel was stronger.
Her sweater was gone, leaving her in a thin underdress.

Raegan, now covering herself, looked at Mitchel, fear evident in her eyes."Have you lost your mind, Mitchel?"
Despite her objections, Mitchel continued, tearing her underdress.

Raegan was left exposed, her upper body bare.
Tears filled her eyes as Raegan covered herself with trembling arms.
“Mitchel...Please, give me my clothes back..."
Mitchel's gaze, cold and calculating, swept over her, lingering on her slightly swollen belly.
The look in his eyes was unnerving, almost cruel.
Raegan felt vulnerable, exposed under his intense scrutiny as if every part of her was laid bare.
She was lost, unsure how to shield herself from his piercing gaze.
In a voice choked with tears, Raegan pleaded, "Please, give me my clothes back..."
Instead of complying, Mitchel abruptly lowered the car window and threw her clothes outside.
The lingering scent of Henley's blood on her clothes seemed to unhinge Mitchel further.
"Aren't you planning to get off the car?"

was deliberately low and tense as he fought back the sorrow

get your clothes

unable to contain his frustration

at him, disbelief etched on her face.Mitchel now seemed like a stranger to

she'd seen in

Emotions swirled within her.

grief, and acute

faltered, and she found herself vulnerable before Mitchel's

the door, intending to leave. Mitchel's heart twisted at the sight of her pale skin, but his inner turmoil was dwarfed by a deep-seated hatred. Click! Then, he locked the door. Raegan, trapped, chose not to face him, sitting with her back to him, blood and tears marking her once serene face. Yet, she clung to the remnants of her dignity. Then, Raegan heard Mitchel's voice, tense with frustration, from behind her, "Why are you so determined to save Henley? Don't you remember who you are? You're a married woman now." Upon his words, Raegan trembled and burst into tears. At that moment, she felt reduced to nothing more than an object at Mitchel's disposal, valued only for her utility. Mitchel, relenting, turned her around and dressed her in a black shirt, meticulously fastening each button. As Mitchel

He spoke coldly.
"Have I been too lenient with you, or do you prefer being treated this way?"
Raegan's face was a mask of indifference at his words.
The man before her felt like a stranger, and her heart sank in disappointment.
In the distance, the sound of sirens filled the air as fire trucks and ambulances rushed to the scene.
Raegan felt a wave of relief at the sight.
She responded with a detached tone, "If that’s how you see me, perhaps it's time to end our agreement prematurely."
Their mutual disdain seemed reason enough to sever ties.
"End our agreement?"
Mitchel's voice was laced with a dark tone.

her chin forcefully, he spat out, "Who do you think you are to speak to me like that?" His face and tone dripped with arrogance and disdain. Raegan, struggling to breathe, clutched the hem of the shirt. Pain overwhelmed her, a deep, pervasive ache that felt unbearable. The hurt was so intense she could hardly breathe. Luciana's past remarks about their mismatch hadn't stung this

suppressing her urge to

Mitchel.Meanwhile, Mitchel glanced outside, watching Henley

ambulance.

driving off swiftly into the night until it was just a speck

arrived at

at the once familiar place, nervously

to her, his voice

are at home," he stated flatly, his piercing

again, "Mitchel, may I please

remained silent, his eyes icy

gently guided

turned on the faucet,

were focused on washing away the blood and

motionless, her body rigid with tension. She didn't resist, fearful of Mitchel's

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