Love Unbreakable

Kidnapped! A sudden, sharp sound sliced through the quiet night.

The man ripped off Raegan’s collar.

The cold night air met Raegan's skin, making her shiver.

"Ah!" Raegan cried out, her body debilitated by the effects of the drugs, making her unable to lift a hand to stop the man.

"Please...

Spare me.” Gathering the last ounce of her strength, Raegan attempted to retreat, tears dampening the blindfold ughtly secured over her eyes.

She managed to see the man before her.

However, she wasn't able to distinguish his features.

Judging from the build, Raegan was sure it wasn't Mitchel.

The man stood still for a moment as he silently looked at Raegan.

He suddenly leaned in, and his scent enveloped her.

A flicker of recognition crossed Raegan’s mind, but she couldn't put a finger on it.

Fear instinctively took over as she asked, "What do you want?" The man's fingertips traced Raegan's neck, sliding down gently as he took off the pendant she had on.

"Is this yours?" His voice had a raspy edge as if it was run through a voice-changer device.

Raegan nodded.

"Yes, it's mine.

It’s not worth much.

Please, don't take it.

] can give you money instead.” The pendant had been with Raegan since she was a child.

Her grandmother somehow took it from her one day but gave it back to her before the demise.

Raegan couldn't stomach losing the pendant since it carried sentimental value for her.

The man stepped back, refraining from advancing further, and paused.

After a few minutes, he said softly, "Why is it you?” His voice trembled, carrying an undercurrent of unspoken emotions.

Raegan was startled as she felt the man approaching her again.

She was paralyzed with fear and was powerless to flee.

Yet, the man just calmly reattached the pendant.

His movements were mindful and tender, much to her amazement.

Somehow, she felt the man was gentle to her.

Being gentle...

Someone's image fleetingly flashed across Raegan's mind.

Yet, her headache was so intense that she could not focus on thinking.

The door slammed shut, and the man made a hasty exit, granting her a moment to catch her breath.

But before Raegan could fully recover, another figure entered the room.

Without warning, a brutal blow struck Raegan's neck, plunging her back into unconsciousness.

After what felt like an eternity, Raegan was jolted awake.

Someone had splashed icy cold water on her.

Blinking away the disorientation, Raegan found herself tightly bound with ropes.

Her hands were immobilized, but her feet had some limited freedom.

The surroundings resembled an abandoned school building filled with broken-down tables and chairs.

Perched upon a towering structure resembling three stories, it mirrored the eerie stage of her previous kidnapping, creating an unsettling déja vu.

Recalling the suffering she went through last time, a chill raced down Raegan's spine.

Standing before Raegan, Tessa seemed even more unhinged and twisted, wearing the scars of countless terrors.

"You seem to have a good sleep!" Tessa's voice, rough and harsh, cut through the air.

Raegan summoned her courage and confronted Tessa.

"Tessa, this is the second time you've kidnapped me.

Is this your way of seeking life behind the bar by committing crime upon crime?" "Crime? How hilarious! You really have no idea what a true crime is!" With slow and deliberate movements, Tessa removed her

hat and mask, revealing a visage that horrified Raegan.

Tessa’s face bore clear evidence of her suffering.

It was a grotesque patchwork of cuts and festering wounds.

The stench of decaying flesh hung thick in the air.

It was sickening and nauseating.

It was really unbearable.

Closing in, Tessa asked Raegan tauntingly, "Have you seen it clearly? I can't go back to the days when I was a decent lady from a wealthy family.

What else do I have left to fear in this world?" Raegan's eyes widened, and she was left speechless.

She couldn't quite comprehend what Tessa had gone through.

Tessa’s disfigured countenance was a terrible sight to see.

It was capable of reducing children to tears and inflicting nightmares upon adults.

"Do you know why I look like this?" Raegan managed to free her hands behind her back from the rope and asked, "Why?" "It's all thanks to Mitchel! He launched an intense and unrelenting chase after me.

While the police had been tracking me down, he lent a helping hand on it, blocking all possible escape routes.

Desperate and penniless, I sought refuge with an elderly fisherman on a remote coastal island..." Memories filled Tessa‘'s mind in an instant.

The fisherman first treated her well, giving her food and clean clothes.

But hope soon turned to despair when she discovered the dark truth.

The fisherman held numerous women captive and subjected them to unimaginable torment.

His sadistic acts had left scars on their bodies.

He had also salted their wounds to avoid putrefaction.

When he took Tessa in, the last captive was barely breathing, legs and body covered in bloody cuts.

The fisherman had calmly put salt on the woman's wound and said, "By doing this, it won't stink.” Tessa was trapped in that living nightmare and did not dare to resist.

She took care of the fisherman's needs and cooked for him during the day.

During the night, she suffered from his brutal abuse, which was exacerbated by his consumption of a mysterious medicine. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

The torment would go on throughout the night, haunting Tessa until the fisherman succumbed to a deep slumber in the daylight hours.

Tessa's frail form, worn and weathered, bore the scars of her harrowing experience.

One fateful day, when the fisherman embarked on his fishing expeditions, Tessa realized her moment had come.

Her body had become disposable, devoid of any worth.

Tessa took advantage of the situation and laced the fisherman's drink with an excessive amount of the medicine he frequently consumed.

The once-beneficial medicine became a deadly poison.

The fisherman met a violent demise, and Tessa set his dwelling ablaze before making her escape on his boat.

With stolen money in hand, she sought refuge in a discreet inn, veiling her disfigured face in fear and secrecy.

A few days later, news reports stated that the fisherman's boat had caught fire, and numerous bodies were uncovered.

The police discovered that the fisherman was a murderer.

Days turned to weeks, and Tessa's meager funds dwindled, leaving her in dire straits without the means to seek treatment for her injuries.

Then, a surprising turn of events unfolded.

Upon returning to her inn room one day, she found a package on her bed containing money, a phone, and Raegan's address.

When the phone rang, she answered it, and a mysterious voice on the other end offered her a shot at seeking revenge along with specific instructions.

Finally, the day came when Tessa managed to kidnap Raegan.

Unexpectedly, Raegan was saved from Tessa's clutches when a masked man appeared out of nowhere and successfully took Raegan away.

Tessa failed to end Raegan last time due to those two stupid men she hired.

Unwilling to accept failure again, Tessa was set on finishing Raegan, shifting all her suffering wrongly onto Raegan.

While the masked man was distracted, Tessa seized the opportunity to kidnap Raegan again and securely bound Raegan in this dilapidated building.

This time, Tessa was determined not to repeat her previous mistakes, not granting any opportunities for Raegan to escape a miserable demise.

As Tessa recounted her story, Raegan concluded Tessa herself was to blame for her own downfall.

She had it coming to her due to all her misdeeds.

Raegan couldn't find it herself to feel sorry for Tessa.

Tessa had opportunities to escape, as evidenced by her ability to eliminate the fisherman.

However, she chose to endure the brutal and inhumane abuse out of fear of being caught by the police after running away.

With composure intact, Raegan calmly asked, "What do you want?" "What do you I want?" Tessa's eyes gleamed with malice as she took out a sharp dagger.

"I want you and Mitchel to pay the price!” Raegan's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the glinting blade.

She composed herself and asked, "Tessa, are you disconnected from reality? Mitchel and I got divorced long ago.

Don't you know that?” "What? You got divorced?" Unaware of this development, Tessa’s surprise was visible on her face.

In an attempt to appeal to Tessa’s sense of reason, Raegan comforted Tessa, “Even if I die, it won't affect Mitchel in the least.

But if you murder me, you won't be able to escape from justice.

The police will keep on hunting you down.” Raegan added, "You just want money, right? I can gather the sum for you.” In a harsh and rude tone, Tessa shot back, “Do you know what Mitchel said when I asked him for five million dollars for your life?" Raegan kept struggling to free her hands from the ropes while pretending to be curious.

"What did he say?"