Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

I'm At Your Door Raegan whispered gently, "It's not that big of a deal." In the past, she had also struggled with dysmenorrhea,
but she would always take precautions ahead of time.
However, she had never told Mitchel about it, so he remained unaware.
Additionally, every time she was on her period, she would seek solace in the embrace of Mitchel, finding comfort in his warmth.
This time, it caught her completely off guard, and she wasn't prepared.
Plus, she hadn't been sleeping well since the miscarriage, so the pain was particularly intense.
Looking down, she noticed a reddish stain on Mitchel's sleeve.
Her cheeks instantly flushed, and she pointed at it, saying, "Your sleeve is stained.
Let me wash it for you.” Mitchel looked down and saw the stain.
However, he didn’t look fazed.
To her surprise, he simply nodded and casually replied, "It's alright.
I'll just take a shower." As she watched him head toward the bathroom, Raegan lowered her long eyelashes, her mind swirling
with confusion.
She was aware of Mitchel's obsession with cleanliness.
Any stain on his clothes usually puts him in a foul mood, But now, he seemed uncharacteristically nonchalant about it.
As she thought of this, Raegan began to feel sleepy, and it wasn't long before the effects of the medication kicked in, sending her
off to sleep.
In the dead of night, Raegan turned over and felt something on the bed.
Startled, she opened her eyes, only to discover that there was someone else on her bed.
Raegan flicked on the bedside light, only to freeze as she realized it was Mitchel sleeping beside her.
He seemed to be roused from his slumber by her movements, and his dark eyes held a hint of annoyance.

"You..." Raegan wrapped herself in the quilt, her cheeks red as an apple.
After hesitating for a while, she blurted out, "You, you freak!” "What did you say?" Mitchel lazily asked, seemingly half-awake.
Raegan's face was aflame as she pointed at him and asked, “Why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Mitchel glanced at himself
and then answered matter -of-factly, "My clothes got stained with blood.
I can’t wear them anymore.” After saying that, he removed the quilt and put it aside, revealing his tempting six-pack.
"It's too hot in here," Mitchel mumbled.
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's December.

he came back holding a bowl, and handed it to her, saying, "Drink this." Raegan's eyes widened as she caught the scent of ginger soup. "Did you make this?" Mitchel replied, somewhat reluctantly, "Yes." After showering, he noticed Raegan's hands and feet were cold, so he contacted Matteo and asked him to bring some ingredients. He then cooked the soup according to the recipe he found on the Internet. It was something

and only then did Raegan notice the burn on the back of his hand. Mitchel's skin was even smoother than a woman’s. It was delicate and tender. Concerned, Raegan asked, "What happened to your hand?" "It's nothing.” Mitchel didn't want to admit he didn't know how to handle the pot properly and burned himself. That would be too embarrassing! As he headed toward the door with the bowl in hand, he suddenly turned around, leaned against the frame, smiled at Raegan, and asked, "Do you worry about me?” Raegan put on a fake smile and replied, "You wish!” Hearing her response, Mitchel chuckled softly and exited the room. Raegan was beyond irritated, feeling

she didn't want Mitchel's new girlfriend to get the wrong idea, but she didn't want him to think she was jealous. So, she tried to persuade him with tact. But her words seemed to rub Mitchel the wrong way. With a cold tone, he said, "Are you worrled Henley will find out

and Raegan clenched her fists. She didn't want to argue, so she said with a cold expression, "Whatever. It's time for you to leave.” Instead of leaving, Mitchel pulled the quilt and enveloped Raegan in his arms. His body radiated heat, pressing against her like