Love Unbreakable

Chapter 461 Raegan, taken aback by his bold words, bit her lip, rendered momentarily speechless.

"Did the doctor mention the importance of a patient's mood?" Mitchel asked.

Raegan nodded. It was common knowledge that maintaining a positive mood was vital for recovery.

"And that includes both physical and mental relaxation, right? Mitchel's emphasis on "body and mind" caused warmth to spread across Raegan's cheeks.

"Now, I'm neither physically nor mentally at ease, which makes it difficult for me to be cheerful. What do you suggest we do about that?" Mitchel raised an eyebrow Still in a daze, Raegan found herself asking, "What do you suggest?" Mitchel drew nearer, his breath warming her earlobe with a blend of allure and laziness. "Help me out, will you?" In the artificial light, his gaze, fixed on her lips, was intense and captivating.

Despite the closed curtains, Raegan was acutely aware of the daylight cutside. Engaging in such activities during the daytime, especially not in the comfort of their own home, felt somewhat indulgent. But then again, his kiss had helped her reach her climax. Ignoring his needs seemed too callous.

With her cheeks flushing, Raegan slowly began to slide herself downwards, only to be abruptly pulled back up by Mitchel's firm hand.

His voice was husky. "Where do you think you're going?" Her cheeks deepened to a darker shade of pink. "I thought | was helping you..." Mitchel chuckled, gently squeezing her hand. "I didn't intend for you to resort to your mouth..." Raegan froze, bewildered. Wasn't that what he wanted after all? Then why had he been staring so intensely at her mouth? Seeing her puzzled expression, Mitchel couldn't resist

chuckling again. "It's been days since I've had a proper bath. | don't feel quite clean." So, Mitchel was critiquing himself. For someone who valued cleanliness, Raegan's daily spot cleaning for him just didn't suffice.

Feeling dissatisfied with her caregiving being belittled, Raegan softly countered, "I've been diligently attending to it every day. It's not as unclean as you make it out to be." Mitchel was left speechless.

Almost bursting into laughter, Mitchel teasingly pinched her lips. "I'm trying to give you a break, and yet here you are, insisting on helping?" His eyes gleamed mischievously, brimming with desire, dangerously enticing. "Maybe | should take you up on that offer?" Raegan swallowed nervously, her throat suddenly parched.

Mitchel seemed like a favored creation of the heavens, exceptionally skilled and superior in every aspect. No...

She obediently placed her hand in his. "Perhaps another

time. It sounds quite tiring." The warmth between them intensified once again.

After their intimate moments, it remained Raegan's responsibility to assist him with his care.

When he was asleep, it presented no issue. However, now that he was awake, it was quite different.

Raegan hadn't even begun, yet she was already flushed crimson.

Adding to the challenge, Mitchel teased her, "You're known for your thoroughness. What's with the sudden shift?" "You have woken up. What about getting you a nurse?" His voice grew husky. "You want anyone else to see me in this state?” Raegan's ears burned with embarrassment. She murmured in response. "There's not much to see anyway..." Mitchel chuckled, his voice low and enticing. "It's about the

performance, not the look." Raegan was left speechless.

Blushing profusely, Raegan continued with her task.

Despite performing it three times daily before, she had yet to grow accustomed to it. Only now did she accept it was such a challenging task for her. The contrast between caring for someone awake Versus someone unconscious was striking Every inch of Mitchel's body seemed more attractive upon his waking up, his aura overwhelmingly captivating.

After tidying up, Raegan took a shower to rinse off the sticky sweat.

Once she emerged, Mitchel tenderly grasped her flushed hand, a hint of concern in his expression. "Feeling tired? Would you like to lie beside me a bit longer? Raegan, her heart pounding, insisted, "No, no, the doctor will reprimand me." Mitchel affectionately pinched her cheek, chuckling.

"What's on your mind? | may be willing, but I'm powerless at the moment.” Her laughter in response to his remark allowed her to relax comfortably by his side.

Truly, she was utterly exhausted. The recent days have proven to be both mentally and physically strained. Only by his side did she find solace and security.

Mitchel had mixed feelings as Raegan placed her trust in him. He whispered seductively, "Once I've recovered, we'll celebrate properly." Raegan, feeling her cheeks burn, turned away, avoiding his gaze.

He longed to kiss her, her bashfulness warming him, drawing him closer to her.

Raegan felt overwhelmed by his unexpected advances.

"No more... Or we'll end up needing another bath," she protested "Next time, I'll be the one to bathe you." Mitchel's voice was husky, causing her cheeks to flush even more. She

had her own hands. Why would she need his help with a bath? They lay entwined, neither feeling the pull of sleep nor the desire to rise, treasuring every moment of their precious time together.

Noticing Raegan was still awake, Mitchel took the opportunity to ach a topic. "Did my mother strike you today?" Luciana's frailty meant her slap hadn't landed forcefully, and there was no visible mark left by now.

But when Luciana slapped Raegan, Mitchel was caught between sleep and wakefulness. The noise he heard seemed almost surreal, leaving him unsure if such an incident had actually taken place.

Raegan glanced down, fiddling with her fingers. Previously, with Mitchel unconscious, she hadn't felt much. Now being directly asked by him, she felt a bit aggrieved.

Instantly, Mitchel's eyes hardened with ice, initially suspecting it was in his dream, only to realize it was true.

He tenderly kissed Raegan's cheek, promising, "I'll make it

right for you." "Let it go. | didn't suffer much. I'll just be more cautious in the future." Raegan had no desire to create discord between Luciana and Mitchel.

In Raegan's recollection, Luciana had always been kind and reasonable, even though Luciana's demeanor to her had shifted due to Mitchel's subsequent injuries. The way Luciana behaved today appeared rather peculiar to Raegan. "Do you not find Luciana's behavior a bit odd?" After pondering for a while, Raegan couldn't reconcile Luciana's drastic change in manners, even if Luciana was heartbroken.

"She had changed a lot after | distanced myself from her five years ago," Mitchel revealed.

"Five years ago..." Raegan pondered whether Mitchel knew about the conversation Luciana had with her.

Raegan wasn't certain. Mitchel seemed unwilling to delve further into the past.

After a while, Mitchel remarked, "My mother relies heavily on Katie. If you happen to see them together, try not to be upset." Raegan shook her head. "I won't." Her principles were never dictated by others. Nor would she bend over backward to please those who held animosity toward her.

Yet, Luciana's shift in demeanor always left her feeling somewhat remorseful.

Reflecting on the day's events, Raegan inquired, "What exactly is Henley's plan?" Mitchel had been aware of Alexis’ illegitimate son's existence, vigilant all the while. Despite a thorough search, he couldn't locate his half-brother. Now, it made sense. He failed to locate Alexis’ illegitimate son because the latter had been hospitalized after the car incident.

In response to Raegan, Mitchel stated, "He aims to ascend to power." Although Raegan didn't grasp the intricacies of the Dixon Group's internal dynamics, she had faith in Mitchel's

abilities.

Surveying the landscape of the country, it seemed unlikely that anyone could topple Mitchel from his position of strength and influence. Therefore, Raegan remained unperturbed.

Observing her calm demeanor, Mitchel teasingly pinched her rosy lips, inquiring, "What if | truly get sidelined?" Still irritated by his previous restlessness, Raegan retorted grumpily, "I'l sell you to a brothel for a decent sum." Mitchel fiercely nibbled her luscious earlobe, his voice thick with desire. "If | end up in a brothel, who will look after your needs?"