Love Unbreakable

New Pursuer Mitchel just said casually, “It doesn't matter what time it is.

If you are in so much pain and you can't bear it, just give me a call." He didn’t mention anything about marriage.

Before Lauren and Jocelyn could speak, he took a look at his watch and said, "Gotta go.

Go to bed early, Lauren.” Lauren and Jocelyn were soon left alone in the ward. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

With a sad expression, Lauren collapsed on the bed and kicked like a child.

“Jocelyn, did you hear that? What did he just say?" Raegan didn't like seeing her and they should avoid each other from now on? What did that mean? His implication was that he didn't want her to see Raegan anymore! Had Raegan become so important to him? More important than her? Lauren's breathing quickened as her face twisted irritably.

Jocelyn hurriedly put her arm around Lauren's shoulder and comforted, "Don't be sad.

You shouldn't jump to conclusions.

I think he just doesn't want you to have an altercation.

Stay calm.” “How can I stay calm!" Lauren looked pale and said in a trembling voice, “That bitch is pregnant." “What!” Jocelyn was stunned.

"Are you sure?" "Absolutely!" Tears continued to flow from Lauren's eyes.

"Jocelyn, what should I do?” Asinister smirk curved up Jocelyn’s lips as she replied, "Just make her baby disappear." "But what if Mitchel catches me in the act? He has been suspicious of me lately.” "It would be foolish to do such a thing by yourself.

You need to make others do the dirty work, so your hands will be unstained," Jocelyn said meaningfully.

Her eyes then fell on Lauren's neck.

The red marks were exposed when Lauren moved just now.

It looked so much like a hickey.

"Don't see Mitchel these days," Jocelyn suggested, rubbing her chin.

Lauren asked in panic, "Why?" "Men love pure women.

If he sees the marks on your neck, do you think he will marry you?” Jocelyn pointed out bluntly.

At the mention of this, Lauren swiped the objects on the table to the floor.

She had curves to die for and her face was prettier than most.

Her style was also good.

What more could a man want from a woman? Why did Mitchel not want her? Lauren had made all those red marks on her neck just to fool Raegan into buying her story.

It hurt a lot! After thinking Jocelyn's advice through, Lauren picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Tessa? Sorry for not calling you earlier.

| have been a little busy lately.

About that investment plan you told me about...” It had been a week since Raegan last saw Mitchel.

Perhaps he was still mad at her.

Although Luciana had paid her a visit and asked about Mitchel, Raegan tactfully avoided the topic.

She didn't want to create a rift between them.

She was supposed to get her stitches out today.

Luciana called her early and offered to take her to the hospital.

Raegan had just finished dressing up when the maid called her downstairs.

As soon as she got downstairs, she saw a man waiting at the door.

He was dressed in a dark suit, with a nonchalant expression while talking on the phone.

The gemstone cufflinks emitted a faint blue light under the sunlight.

He looked like a perfect gentleman.

The calm and composed Mitchel was back.

As long as she didn't provoke him, he wouldn't pull off his mask.

Raegan lowered her gaze and took a deep breath, reminding herself not to fall for him again.

When Mitchel noticed her descending the stairs, he hung up the phone and said to Raegan, "Mom has something urgent to deal with, so she asked me to come.” "You don't have to.

1 can go there myself.” Raegan didn't want to be anywhere near him.

"I must fulfil the task," Mitchel said casually, turning to leave.

What did Luciana tell him that made him so hell-bent on taking her to the hospital? Raegan followed him into the car.

Both of them sat in the back seat, silent throughout the journey as if there was an invisible barrier that neither dared to cross.

However, Mitchel’s faint scent still hit Raegan.

Gosh, this man smelled so good! Raegan thought unintentionally.

There might not be many chances to smell it in the future, so she didn’t hold her breath anymore.

She just leaned back, closed her eyes, and inhaled the scent to her fill.

They arrived at the hospital minutes later.

As Mitchel led the way into the building, his phone vibrated.

He took it out.

Raegan looked up and saw the exact name she had expected.

It was Lauren again.

She rolled her eyes and walked past him.

She knew for sure that Mitchel was going to spend a long time on the phone with Lauren.

After all, they always seemed to have a lot to talk about! However, the phone stopped ringing the next second.

Matthew caught up with Raegan.

He extended his hand to stroke her hair and asked gently, "Why are you in such a hurry?" Raegan stiffened for a moment, overlooking Mitchel's gentle gesture.

Did he decline Lauren’s call? How could that be? The call was from Lauren! Lauren was the queen of his heart! Maybe she had read the caller ID wrong.

Mitchel would never decline a call from Lauren.

A second after Raegan had that thought, Mitchel’'s phone vibrated again.

This time, Raegan saw the caller ID clearly, reading, "Lauren".

The next second, the man’s slender fingers decisively cut off the call and turned on the silent mode.

Holy smokes! Raegan stood frozen in shock until Mitchel playfully pinched her cheek.

"What are you staring at?” Raegan finally came back to her senses.

She turned her head away, avoiding his gaze and saying nothing.

Perhaps he and Lauren had a lovers’ tiff.

They would make up soon, so she shouldn't read too much into it.

Mitchel looked at his empty fingertips, and his eyes darkened.

Entering the room, Raegan saw the words "Special VIP Room” on the office desk.

She felt she had entered the wrong room.

Removing stitches wasn't a serious procedure.

A nurse could handle it.

When she was about to stand up, she heard a familiar and frivolous voice, "Raegan, sit down, please." Raegan raised her eyes.

The man in the white coat looked at her intently with his sparkling peach blossom eyes.

Handsome in appearance, yet he gave an impression of being particularly inexperienced in medicine.

When Luis saw that Raegan was still standing, he flashed her a smile and said, "Please, have a seat." "Well, it's nothing serious.

A nurse will do," Raegan said awkwardly.

Luis chuckled.

"I see that you don't trust me.

Anyway, you have nothing to worry about.

Though I haven't done any surgeries in a long time, | could manage to remove stitches.” Raegan knew Luis was being modest.

He was the youngest medical doctorate in Ardlens until he suddenly took a back seat from surgery when he was at the peak of his career.

No one knew why to this day.

Luis was Mitchell's childhood friend, and although Raegan knew him, they didn't interact much.

Raegan didn't want to bother him.

At this moment, Mitchel's familiar scent approached Raegan.

Raegan felt a hand pressing her shoulder before a voice came.

“Sit down." Raegan thought Mitchel felt she was wasting time by hesitating, so she stopped refusing and sat down obediently.

"Place your hands over there, please," Luis politely instructed.

Raegan appeared calm on the surface, but she was panicking on the inside.

Needles scared the shit out of her.

Luciana wasn't here to hold her now, so she didn't know how she would brave this scary experience.

She hesitated and put her right hand up.

Before Luis could touch it, she shrank back.

"Is your lack of trust in me that bad?" Luis scoffed.

Raegan didn’t want to waste their time, so she clenched her teeth and put her hands on the platform.

Just as Luis' fingertips were about to touch her, Mitchel stopped him, his brows furrowed.

"Aren't you gonna put on gloves?" Did he have to teach Luis his job? How could Luis touch a patient without gloves? Luis leisurely replied, "I already washed my hands with disinfectant.” "That's not enough! You can't do this with your bare hands,” Mitchel insisted firmly.

Luis clicked his tongue and put on his gloves reluctantly.

He could still remember how Mitchel mounted pressure on him to come over to attend to Raegan's injuries today, citing that he was afraid the injuries might leave scars.

But now, Mitchel wouldn't even let him touch Raegan's hand without gloves! Was this domineering possessiveness a sign of someone about to get divorced? Luis smiled mischievously as an idea popped into his head.

He said gently, "Raegan, can I take you out on a date when you become single?"