Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 440 Distressed Mitchel

Misael nodded, waiting for Raegan's next words.

"Wrap your arms around this tree and stay awake. Just hang on. Someone will surely come for you. You're not forgotten," Raegan instructed.

"Okay," Misael replied, tears gleaming in his eyes.

"Use this red scarf to signal if you hear any sounds. Make sure you're visible. Got it?" Raegan added.

Tears filled Misael's eyes, and he nodded vigorously.

Raegan felt overwhelmed by the force of the landslide, as if drowning in heavy mud, the pressure draining her strength gradually, as though all her breath was being squeezed out.

Struggling to get the words out, Raegan whispered, "Misael, If you come across a girl named Janey, that's my daughter. Please tell her I love her so much. She's the light of my life, and her coming into this world means everything to me..."

Her voice got fainter with each word.

Darkness encroached Raegan's consciousness, her breathing seemingly stifled. She felt completely drained.

Raegan felt she lacked the strength to speak anymore. She seemed to be doomed this day.

Through the dimming consciousness, she could still hear Misael's cries.

At the moment she felt submerged by the landslide, Raegan thought about all the people she hadn't had the chance to bid farewell to. Her father, her brother, Nicole, Elin, Annis... And Mitchel. She regretted not having directly replied to his question. If only she had expressed her longing for him...

Before losing consciousness, Raegan managed to force a smile. If her life was to end alone, she wished her final expression in this world would be a smile. Did fear grip her at this moment? Indeed, fear overwhelmed her. Not merely fear, but a deep regret for not bidding farewell to those dear to her.

Yet, if given another chance, Raegan knew for sure she wouldn't leave Misael behind. Despite the odds, she would still make the effort.

At the airport in Mccarthy.

Mitchel, in his sharp black suit, standing tall like a sturdy pine, holding a bouquet of red roses. His elegant attire clashed oddly with the romantic gesture of the flowers.

had advised sending flowers was the wise start of

didn't tell Raegan he got to the airport in Mccarthy ahead of time, planning to catch the same flight

phone after his

of messages, an urgent news alert caught his attention. "A huge landslide hit Burwood, forcing people to

roses slipped from his grip and

hurriedly left

At the site

his presence radiating a dignified, solitary

scene in front of him looked nothing like the quaint village Raegan had depicted in her photos. What confronted him

seemed unable to bear it any longer and collapsed to his knees, his mind praying

arranged by Mitchel for Raegan's safety, now covered in dust, approached Mitchel and reported in a dry, raspy voice, "Mr. Dixon,

had been ferocious. Yet, due to effective emergency response, casualties were minimized. The village's

to safety. At present, only

Foster stayed behind to rescue a child, which delayed

the guard could finish, blood burst forth

were stained crimson, the blood

hurried over,

dismissively. He slowly rose to his feet, his voice cold as ice, "Get a helicopter, bring more rescuers,

time and got

landed in an open

adjusted his specialized

helicopter swept low across the

multiple passes, no signs of life appeared, not even a small indication of any living creature.

from Mount Burwood. This spot remained the

cabin was noticeable among the guards. It seemed impossible to locate

features filled with sorrow. Given the situation, was there any chance

was unthinkable that fate would be so harsh on him! It just couldn't

one of the guards softly suggested, "Mr. Dixon, maybe you should take a