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.

a gentle smile to

snapped back

him, a wave of heat rushed to her cheeks, painting them the shade of a deep sunset. a She mentally chastised herself for such a lapse in poise. She had encountered handsome men before, surrounded by the likes

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

Raegan cleared her throat, attempting to deflect. "You're mistaken. I've only just arrived." Mitchel let a smile

her cheeks warm even further. What was this about missing her? His words painted a picture as if they were a couple deeply

such nonsense,"

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

noticed your hands were perfectly fine while you were

responded unabashedly, "My arm's too sore. After seven hours of work, I can't even raise it." Raegan found herself at a loss for words. Well, might as

of porridge to cool it, she then held it out to him. Mitchel,

It was her first attempt after all these years, after all. She thought it tasted fine, but was aware that tastes could vary

look in her eyes, felt a warmth spread through him. After a brief pause, he complimented, "It's very good, just as it was previously." Raegan, pleasantly surprised, prepared another spoonful for him. "Was I always this

but never followed that path professionally. How

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

gratitude, appreciating that he did not take her previous effort and

Raegan caught 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

didn't

"You never said that. I just want to treat you well." "What?" For a moment, Raegan

embarrassment, Raegan turned away, swiftly changing the subject. "How did you convince my brother?" Under his gaze, her blush

in, unable to hold back, and gently kissed

out a soft murmur, her hands flying

spread through her

her annoyance, Mitchel piqued her curiosity, "Do you want to know?" Her curiosity peaked, and Raegan couldn't

loss for words, her emotions a mix of amusement and slight

time," Mitchel assured her, noticing her sulking

long will

pressed, her curiosity unabated.

be my wife." Once again, Raegan was left speechless. "Dream on! Who wants

you never said that. But I truly want you to be my wife..." He paused deliberately before continuing, "My love story is

scent of Mitchel's fresh bath lingered, suggesting a closeness that made

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

her attention to the grapes on the

Mitchel emerged, she casually asked, "Do you want one?" Right after those words escaped her 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, its juice

in, unable to resist. "I'd like some,"

cheeks and grapes still in her mouth, Raegan

silenced by his kiss.

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

emptied, her gaze locked on his, lost in the unexpected

he savored the grapes, his gaze

just absorbing the grapes but her entire being. Her cheeks were aflame,

her, the bashfulness in her

action was swift. He caught her wrist, drawing her close to

exclaimed, suddenly finding

against his chest, I her voice tinged with frustration. "Why did you kiss me?" Mitchel, undeterred by her squirming, responded, "It's part of the dance of dating. Kisses, hugs, and what follows..." His stare was piercing, leaving no room