Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 461 Raegan, taken aback by his bold words, bit her lip, rendered momentarily speechless.

"Did the doctor mention the importance of a patient's mood?" Mitchel asked.

Raegan nodded. It was common knowledge that maintaining a positive mood was vital for recovery.

"And that includes both physical and mental relaxation, right? Mitchel's emphasis on "body and mind" caused warmth to spread across Raegan's cheeks.

"Now, I'm neither physically nor mentally at ease, which makes it difficult for me to be cheerful. What do you suggest we do about that?" Mitchel raised an eyebrow Still in a daze, Raegan found herself asking, "What do you suggest?" Mitchel drew nearer, his breath warming her earlobe with a blend of allure and laziness. "Help me out, will you?" In the artificial light, his gaze, fixed on her lips, was intense and captivating.

Despite the closed curtains, Raegan was acutely aware of the daylight cutside. Engaging in such activities during the daytime, especially not in the comfort of their own home, felt somewhat indulgent. But then again, his kiss had helped her reach her climax. Ignoring his needs seemed too callous.

With her cheeks flushing, Raegan slowly began to slide herself downwards, only to be abruptly pulled back up by Mitchel's firm hand.

His voice was husky. "Where do you think you're going?" Her cheeks deepened to a darker shade of pink. "I thought I was helping you..." Mitchel chuckled, gently squeezing her hand. "I didn't intend for you to resort to your mouth..." Raegan froze, bewildered. Wasn't that what he wanted after all? Then why had he been staring so intensely at her mouth? Seeing her puzzled expression, Mitchel couldn't resist

chuckling again. "It's been days since I've had a proper bath. I don't feel quite clean." So, Mitchel was critiquing himself. For someone who valued cleanliness, Raegan's daily spot cleaning for him just didn't suffice.

Feeling dissatisfied with her caregiving being belittled, Raegan softly countered, "I've been diligently attending to it every day. It's not as unclean as you make it out to be." Mitchel was left speechless.

Almost bursting into laughter, Mitchel teasingly pinched her lips. "I'm trying to give you a break, and yet here you are, insisting on helping?" His eyes gleamed mischievously, brimming with desire, dangerously enticing. "Maybe I should take you up on that offer?" Raegan swallowed nervously, her throat suddenly parched.

Mitchel seemed like a favored creation of the heavens, exceptionally skilled and superior in every aspect. No...

She obediently placed her hand in his. "Perhaps another

quite tiring." The warmth between them intensified

Raegan's responsibility

presented no issue. However, now that he was awake, it was

even begun, yet

His voice grew husky. "You want anyone else

look." Raegan was left

profusely, Raegan continued

Only now did she accept it was such a challenging task for her. The contrast between caring for someone awake Versus someone unconscious

took a shower

in his expression. "Feeling tired? Would you like to lie beside me a

at the moment.” Her laughter in

to be both mentally and physically strained. Only by his side did

He whispered seductively, "Once I've recovered, we'll

her, her bashfulness warming him, drawing him closer

overwhelmed by

be the one to bathe

hands. Why would she need his help with a bath? They lay entwined, neither feeling the pull

a topic. "Did my mother strike you today?" Luciana's frailty

noise he heard seemed almost surreal, leaving him unsure if such

hadn't felt much. Now being directly asked by

hardened with ice, initially suspecting it was in his

cheek, promising, "I'll make

"Let it go. I didn't suffer much. I'll just be more cautious in the