Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 350 Want to Touch It Raegan lingered outside Mitchel's hospital room for a moment. His ward surrounded by bodyguards, she felt a bit nervous about getting caught.

Finally, as the bodyguards switched duties, Raegan ducked her head and slipped in quietly. Dressed as a nurse, she found it easier to blend into the background.

Nicole had even thoughtfully provided Raegan with a nurse's badge for the hospital. It was even more unlikely for her to catch anyone's eye.

Upon entering, Raegan found Mitchel asleep, his eyes shut. She moved closer and noticed bruises on his otherwise handsome face that hadn't healed yet.

His arm injury had healed up a bit, and he didn't bother with a bandage.

Underneath his clothing, there seemed to be a lump on his shoulder, likely covered in thick bandages.

Raegan suddenly felt sorry for him. He got hurt on his shoulder when he rescued her, and after that, he was beaten by her brother. He seemed to be severely injured by her brother.

Even in his sleep, Mitchel's expression was tense, his majestic eyebrows furrowed.

Without thinking, Raegan reached out, intending to ease the furrows on his brow.

As soon as her fingertips brushed against his forehead, his long eyelashes fluttered, and he abruptly opened his eyes.

Raegan's fingers froze, caught in the act of withdrawing.

Mitchel was slowly coming. to, his mind still foggy from sleep. His deep gaze locked onto the delicate fingers before him as he coldly inquired, "What are you doing?" Raegan found herself at a loss for words. She gave the Mitchel a smack on the forehead.

This action snapped Mitchel to full alertness, his gaze sharpening on her.

His look conveyed a clear message: without a good explanation, there would be consequences.

heart raced, her voice deliberately high-pitched as she explained behind the mask, "Mosquitos here." Mitchel was

his

disguise was good enough, she almost felt like he knew who she

her head, like a shy bird, whispering gently, "Take care. I'm heading out." Having confirmed that he wasn't in mortal danger and didn't seem

Raegan paused. Pretending not

you not hear? I said I

was situated right next to the bed, making Raegan feel as though Mitchel was watching her every action. The sensation was overwhelmingly

dumbfounded. The impulse to throw the water in his face crossed her mind. What sort

drinking.

actions, Raegan was taken aback by her own behavior. How could she manage something entirely new to her with such ease and grace? Could it be she had often taken care of him

complained, "It's too hot." Raegan was taken aback, questioning, "It isn't hot, is it?" Raegan double-checked the water's temperature, ensuring it

in frustration, Mitchel snapped, "What's your name?

me? Try it yourself." Confused by his stern tone, Raegan wondered if she had indeed made a mistake with the temperature. She quickly took a cautious sip. The water was

stated, confused, "It's not hot." "Really?" Mitchel's gaze

another sip." Raegan passed

time, he took it without requesting her assistance, and he drank on his

the cup. And the spot Mitchel took a drink from was exactly where

awkwardly attempted to take

about that, this cup..." Mitchel gave her the cup, now without any water left, and waved his hand dismissively. "It's fine." Raegan figured if he wasn't

was eager to get away, promptly responding, "I'll get a doctor for you." However, Mitchel held on, firmly

"It's fine."

a part in his injuries, she

Mitchel, and he returned her look.

"Excuse me?"

noticed his right hand, indeed encased in bandages. Yet, she found herself hesitating. Today wasn't quite like that