Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chatper 366

Chapter 366 This Man Consoled Himself Raegan's voice shook as she asked, "How could this happen?" "You've been away for three days. Mr.

Dixon hasn't been eating well, just sipping the soup you had delivered each day. Today, he wouldn't even touch the soup and then he started coughing up blood out of nowhere. The doctor says it's acute gastric bleeding..." Matteo urgently replied.

"Miss Foster, could you please come over now, if that's okay?" After ending the call, Raegan felt a storm brewing inside her, her hands and feet icy cold. Why did Mitchel have to be so stubborn? If she didn't show up, he refused to eat. Couldn't he know how to take care of himself? Plus, he

was sick. Why was he punishing himself? But then, Raegan guessed she was also to blame. She did say she would take care of him.

Torn and worried, Raegan told the driver, "Let's head to the hospital." Upon her arrival at the hospital, Raegan spotted Matteo standing at the ward door. He handed over a thermos, suggesting, "Miss Foster, Mr. Dixon just had an IV and is resting now. He can try some porridge when he wakes.

Please, make sure he eats." Raegan nodded, walked in, and quietly placed the porridge near Mitchel's bed.

Mitchel's eyes were shut, making it hard to tell if he was asleep. His once striking face now looked deathly pale, even more so than three days before.

A pang of worry hit Raegan. Why did

he look even worse now? She took a seat next to the bed, and after a moment, noticing he wasn't upset, she couldn't help but reach out to check his breathing, Thankfully, his breathing was steady.

Raegan finally let out a sigh of relief.

But just as she started to pull her hand back, Mitchel grabbed it.

Mitchel cracked open his eyes, his voice a bit deep. "I'm not dead yet." Raegan found herself at a loss for words.

Suddenly, the mood turned awkward.

away, lowered her head a bit, and tried to change the subject. "Now that you're up, you should eat some porridge."

down, and

herself without anything else to say

minutes passed by. Mitchel didn't touch the porridge. Instead, he pulled out a business magazine and started reading with

tension in the room

wouldn't have bothered

Mitchel got hurt because of her and that he had been quietly helping her with projects

said, "Your stomach is weak. You

attention fixed

a loss. It was obvious-he

the porridge getting cold, she softened her voice. "It wasn't on

under his intense look. "Yes, really..."

found herself unable

to walk

stopped her in her tracks. "Anyway, throwing up blood isn't deadly." At his words, Raegan, who was about to get up,

expression

out cutting remarks, and he'd hold his tongue, but the moment he retorted, she

of discomfort,

even paler and realized it wasn't right to be mad at someone who was sick. She decided to

him feel any better. After all, it did not harm

a softer tone, she offered, "Can you at least eat something if I feed you?" Mitchel didn't respond, pushing Raegan to impatience. "Then what do

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