Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 1789

However, if this continued, Raegan felt she couldn’t endure it any longer and feared she would collapse under the strain.

Yearning for closure, Raegan craved an outcome, a sign that would provide clarity, even if it meant letting go.

Anything would suffice to free her from the entanglement of her emotions.

Really, anything would do…

Tears welled in her red and swollen eyes as she smiled through the pain.

“Mitchel, you wouldn’t dare, would you?”

It felt like she was on the verge of victory.

Releasing his arm, she adopted a Lighter tone.

“In that case, could you hold my hand for just a moment?”

She pleaded, “Just for a moment.

”

The fleeting touch would grant her the strength to persevere.

Mitchel hesitated briefly and then raised his hand.

Raegan’s heart skipped a beat before her tearful gaze met his, and she reached out without hesitation.

This was the moment she had been waiting for.

She longed to share with him the news that they were expecting twins.

Mitchel’s large palm seemed within reach as if Raegan could grasp it with just a fraction of a millimeter.

Raegan’s hand trembled, tears streaming down her face, rendering her unable to speak.

The next moment, his hand bypassed hers, landing instead on her shoulder, pushing her forcefully against the car window.

The action was harsh, devoid of any tenderness.

He taunted, “Miss Foster, has the fantasy ended?”

Raegan stared at Mitchel, dazed.

Mitchel’s deep eyes were cold, and a smirk played on his lips.

“How many ridiculous notions do you harbor? Speak them all, won’t you?”

Mitchel’s handsome face retained its charm, yet it now bore an icy coldness.

After the mockery dissipated, only a heavy, oppressive atmosphere lingered.

Raegan’s courage, on which she had staked everything, crumbled in an instant.

Her heart felt wrenched out and left to freeze in the biting wind, causing excruciating pain.

Despair enveloped her.

Her arm, once gripping tightly, gave way weakly against the icy car body.

Inside and out, the chill was relentless.

Mitchel observed the pallor of her lips and the weariness etched on her face, momentarily rendered speechless.

A fleeting urge to approach her washed over him, but his legs remained stubbornly rooted, leaving him frozen in place.

In his perception, it seemed like sharp needles were forcefully piercing his head, causing unbearable pain.

Eventually, Mitchel ceased trying to approach her, tightened his fists, and spoke in a chilling tone.

“It appears my performance was so striking that Miss Foster cannot forget it or replace a replacement.

”

Raegan weakly murmured, “Mitchel, does embarrassing me truly bring you joy?”

Right then, another dark vehicle pulled up behind them, catching Mitchel’s attention.

He sneered, “Do you consider this embarrassing?”

Then, he curved his fingers and traced them along Raegan’s elegant neck, pausing briefly at her collarbone, before abruptly tearing it, shredding the delicate sweater that clung to Raegan’s figure.

A surge of cold air enveloped Raegan, and she gazed at Mitchel in shock, feeling exposed and frightened.

Instinctively, she lifted her hand to shield the torn collar, only to have it grasped by him.

Mitchel’s voice carried an enticing charm, yet it was laced with venom.

“Remember, this is humiliation.

”

With that, he casually lifted his hand, hooking it onto Raegan’s comfortable sports bra, quipping sarcastically, “If you wish to entice someone, consider wearing something more enticing, perhaps a short skirt like those seen in clubs.

It would undoubtedly capture attention more effectively.

”