Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 2086

She enveloped him in a tight embrace, summoning a strength she never knew she possessed.

At this moment, she came to a profound realization.

Her love for him ran deeper than she ever imagined.

All her attempts to distance herself from him crumbled effortlessly.

The mere thought of him enduring the scrutiny of others in solitude shattered her heart.

She buried her face into his chest, tears streaming down her cheeks as she yearned to express her feelings to him.

She felt like telling him that her love for him endured.

“Mitchel…” she choked out.

At that moment, the door was gently pushed open.

Raegan hadn’t closed the door properly upon entering, so it yielded easily to a light knock.

It was the conference hall’s secretary who addressed Mitchel, “The meeting is about to commence…”

The scene before the secretary rendered her speechless.

Was this truly the aloof, cold-faced man she knew? The downward gaze directed at the woman in his embrace was undeniably affectionate! It appeared that beneath his stoic exterior, he harbored depths of warmth and affection.

The secretary lingered at the doorway, torn between entering or quietly slipping away.

Raegan dared not lift her gaze, her discomfort now palpable.

With a shudder, she belatedly realized the awkwardness of the situation.

Mitchel’s brow furrowed slightly as his gaze fixed on the figure by the door, the warmth draining from his eyes.

“I’ll be there on time.

”

The secretary swiftly departed, ensuring the door clicked shut behind her.

Raegan attempted to disentangle herself from Mitchel, but he held her waist steadfastly.

With nerves palpable in her voice, Raegan ventured, “Shouldn’t you attend the meeting?”

Mitchel said, “I have a spare moment.

”

Traces of tears lingered in Raegan’s eyes, her cheeks flushed.

Startled by the abrupt interruption, her words came out hesitantly.

“You should attend the meeting first.

We can discuss this later.

”

Yet, Mitchel refused to release her, his firm grip on her waist unwavering.

“Raegan, do you pity me?”

Raegan stood frozen, her soul struck silent as if by a sudden blow.

Was it pity that stirred within her? Could that truly be the case?

In the heavy silence that followed, Mitchel’s dark eyes dulled gradually.

“I don’t need your pity,” Mitchel asserted.

He refused to shackle her by his side with her compassion.

Matters of the heart demanded more than fleeting emotions or sympathetic gestures.

If her feelings were merely born out of pity, he would rather endure a lifetime of suffering than confine her to such a fate.

Mitchel gently steadied Raegan on her feet before firmly instructing, “Go back, please.

”