Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 371 The Process Of Dating When Luciana emerged from the so- called therapy, her limbs felt weak, and her face had lost its color as though she had aged significantly in a mere moment.

"Luciana!" Katie called out, hurrying to steady Luciana, who seemed on the verge of collapsing.

Luciana, holding her head in her hands, spoke with lips that had turned a shade paler. "Why are my hands trembling and my legs so feeble..." Katie assisted Luciana into the car, asking with a tone full of concern, "Luciana, you didn't take the medicine I gave you exactly as prescribed, did

you?" Luciana confessed, "I accidentally spilled it one day, and then there was none left for me to take." "I knew something was wrong! Why didn't you tell me about it? I could have brought you more!" "Didn't you mention that the medicine is hard to come by?" Luciana whispered, "I didn't want to impose on you." "Luciana, you're being too polite with me." Katie's voice grew tender, her face breaking into a gentle smile. "I'm here for you. How could you hesitate to ask for my assistance?" Katie retrieved a bottle of medicine from the car and handed it to Luciana.

"This was acquired by a friend from overseas. Knowing it's scarce, I made

sure to have extras on hand, just in case you needed it urgently." Luciana accepted the medicine, offering a smile in return. "Thank you, Katie." "Just make sure you take it as directed, or it won't do its job," Katie cautioned her.

The medicine in question was crucial for Luciana to get a good night's sleep.

Her stop taking medicine had led to frequent night awakenings, leaving her unable to find rest. The toll on her mental well-being was becoming increasingly apparent. As long as she had this medicine, her nights were peaceful.

Luciana expressed her thanks warmly, "Katie, you're incredibly kind." "Luciana, how many times must I tell

you? There's no need for such formality with me." Katie, feigning irritation and locking eyes with Luciana, said, "You've always been like a mother to me in my heart. Do you still see me as an outsider?" Luciana's face softened as she met Katie's gaze. "Katie, in my eyes, you're like a daughter-in-law..." Luciana's voice trailed off. When "daughter-in-law" escaped her lips, those words seemed to strike her suddenly.

The next moment, her hands flew to Katie's throat, her voice rising in a frenzy. "You... You will bring my son to ruin. I will not let you harm him! I will not let you!" Caught completely off guard, Katie found herself being forcefully pushed

down into the car seat by Luciana.

Luciana, who had always maintained her strength through regular exercise, I now had her gaunt fingers gripping Katie's throat like iron bands, tightening with every passing second.

It seemed she wouldn't cease until Katie was devoid of breath.

In a panic, Katie managed to grab her handbag and struck Luciana on the head with all her might.

The blow brought Luciana back to her senses momentarily. She gazed at Katie, then at her own actions, and let out a horrified scream, releasing her grip.

"Katie, I'm so sorry. I truly lost my senses, confusing you for someone else..." Luciana paused mid-sentence, her mind racing to recall whom she

had imagined strangling. Her expression turned to one of panic, her fingers quivering.

Luciana was baffled. Why did Katie's face seem to morph into Raegan's in her moment of frenzy? Was Raegan truly alive? The image of that passing figure she had seen in the hospital earlier sharpened Luciana's gaze.

Gasping for air, Katie was seized by a bout of coughing. She never expected that Luciana would spiral into such a state of mental turmoil. Maybe it was the recent adjustment in the way hypnotized Luciana that tipped her over.

Katie had always been cautious, especially to avoid drawing Mitchel's attention to Luciana's so-called therapy, directing Mr. Gomez to handle things with the utmost discretion.

Luciana, now somewhat calmer, patted I on Katie's back, asking with concern, "Katie, are you alright?" With her complexion still washed out, Katie managed a weak nod. "I'm fine, Luciana, really." Internally, Katie mulled over the situation. While hypnotic effects were shown on Luciana, it seemed Luciana's mental state had deteriorated more than anticipated. To avoid arousing suspicion, Katie decided it would be wise to ensure Luciana's stability, suggesting Luciana continue her medication at home for a few more days first.

Back in the hospital ward, as Raegan entered Mitchel's ward with a lunch box in hand, she found him engrossed

in work on his laptop.

Despite his illness, Mitchel hadn't forsaken his usual attire, opting for a shirt even at bedtime. The dark fabric contrasted against his pallid, yet strikingly handsome features, lending him an air of mysterious allure, reminiscent of a knight under the cloak of night.

Mitchel possessed a natural allure that was undeniable. His features served as a stunning testament to his attractiveness, with every motion and pose radiating a sense of exclusivity that seemed beyond reach.

come in?" Mitchel lifted his eyes, offering a gentle smile

snapped back

a She mentally chastised herself for such a lapse in poise.

had just noticed him, Raegan announced, "I've just got

gaze burning into me just now..." Raegan cleared her throat, attempting to deflect. "You're mistaken. I've only just arrived." Mitchel let a smile creep onto

"Perhaps I've been missing you so much, always hoping for your arrival." Raegan felt her cheeks warm even further. What

talking such nonsense,"

opening the lid, the scent of the porridge filled the air. Raegan served a bowl and set it before Mitchel, yet Mitchel didn't move, adopting a look that clearly

shot him a look and remarked, "I noticed your hands were perfectly fine while you

can't even raise it." Raegan found herself at a loss for words. Well,

her.® Gently blowing on a spoonful of porridge to cool it, she then held it out to him. Mitchel, showing his appreciation, sipped it with refined grace. His dining manners were

liking?" It was her first attempt after all these years, after all. She thought it tasted

pleasantly surprised, prepared another spoonful for him. "Was I always this nurturing? I even

sense of disbelief washing over her. She recalled her graduation certificate. She had majored in design but never followed that path professionally. How deeply must she have loved this man to have quietly embraced the role of an assistant

his voice brimming with sincerity. Back then, he started to acknowledge his feelings for her, touched by her

he did not take her previous effort and sacrifice for granted. It warmed her heart slightly, diminishing the faint

in her thoughts, Mitchel teased her by pinching her cheek, adopting a playful tone, "I promise to treat you well from now on." "Who said I want that?" Raegan, cheeks flushed, kept feeding

compliant, didn't

he finished his porridge. "You never said that. I just want to treat you well." "What?"

her earlobes burn with embarrassment, Raegan turned away, swiftly changing the subject. "How did you convince

hold back, and gently

out a soft murmur,

a warmth spread

"Do you want to know?" Her curiosity

for words, her emotions a mix of amusement and slight irritation. Her thoughts raced. Had they struck some covert deal? Had

it in time," Mitchel

how long will

pressed, her curiosity unabated.

you agree to be my wife." Once again, Raegan was left speechless. "Dream on! Who wants to be your wife?" she

paused deliberately before continuing, "My love story is with you." Raegan found herself at a loss for words. "Why did he seem unfazed

made Raegan's heart race. She averted

and, with a smile, stepped back, heading to the

to the grapes on

lips, Raegan realized Mitchel might have just brushed his teeth in the bathroom. So, she continued to pop the grapes into her mouth. The grapes burst with sweetness,

resist. "I'd like some,"

flushed cheeks and grapes still in her mouth, Raegan hesitated. "There..." Before

silenced by his kiss.

Mitchel's kiss deepened, his_tongue seeking the sweet grapes,

her gaze locked on his,

moved noticeably as he savored the grapes, his gaze locking onto

felt he was not just absorbing the grapes but her entire being. Her cheeks were aflame, her heart racing

the bashfulness in her eyes was captivating to

caught her wrist, drawing

suddenly finding herself secured by his

by her squirming, responded, "It's part of the dance of dating. Kisses,