Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 1731

The room fell silent.

Mitchel, seated at his desk, and the two executives beside him Looked at Raegan with puzzled expressions.

Raegan had not anticipated that Mitchel was genuinely busy.

The two executives seemed to assume Raegan as Mitchel’s romantic interest.

They wasted no time in fumbling for an excuse to depart.

After receiving a cool, detached look from Mitchel, Raegan nervously lowered her gaze and said, “Please go ahead with your work.

I’ll wait inside.

”

With that, Raegan took the snacks and made her way into the Lounge.

There was no turning back now.

Having come this far, she could not leave without achieving something.

Raegan had not expected Mitchel’s meeting to extend so long.

As the meeting dragged on, Raegan grew tired.

Initially sitting upright on the sofa, she gradually slumped over and fell asleep.

But the sofa was not a comfortable place to sleep.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Raegan barely opened her eyes and noticed a tall figure standing before her.

Suddenly, Raegan felt as if she had been transported back to the past.

Instinctively, she reached up and curled her fingers around Mitchel’s neck, her voice sleepy yet playful.

“Why are you only now arriving? I’ve been waiting for you for so long.

”

Mitchel seemed taken aback by her gesture, and his hands remained still.

Raegan then rested her head against his chest, comforted by the familiar scent of cedarwood.

But then, his harsh voice broke through her reverie.

“Get up.

”

Raegan snapped awake.

How had she confused reality with a dream? She froze and then remembered her goal was to reconnect with him and revive their past relationship.

And here she was, pretending to be intoxicated.

Even though it was an act, she knew she couldn’t squander this moment.

With renewed determination, she tightened her grip around Mitchel’s neck and said in a playful, tipsy voice, “No, I won’t get up unless…”

She playfully wrapped her legs around his calf, teasing him, “Unless you carry me.

”

Mitchel’s lips tightened, and he stared at Raegan intently, his eyes turbulent as if stormy seas churned behind them.

Perhaps it was the lingering smell of wine that made Raegan’s head spin slightly.

At that moment, her heart raced, feeling as though she were truly inebriated.

How else could the man who haunted her dreams and consumed her thoughts day and night stand right before her? How long had it been since she felt his strong chest or embraced him fully?

At that moment, Raegan nearly wept with relief, grateful to have Mitchel back.

Despite the suffering, she was still thankful because he was here, alive.

“Mitchel, thank you for coming back.

”

Raegan longed to embrace Mitchel and weep, telling him how much she missed him.

But Mitchel’s tone was sharp and chilling.

“Stop acting and get up.

”

It was as if a cold splash of water had been thrown on Raegan’s face, her arms stiffening before dropping to her sides.

“This is not a salon, Miss Foster.

Please refrain from entering without permission next time,” Mitchel admonished.