Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 106

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A deafening silence filled the town.

Raegan noticed that the maid was nowhere to be seen. Usually the maid had not yet gone to bed at that time.

He shrugged and went upstairs to find his suitcase.

Moonlight streamed into the room through the open curtains, so he didn't need to turn on the light. He opened the closet door and was surprised to see that his suitcase was missing, the one he had put away before, Click. The light turned on, illuminating the room.

Mitchel slowly approached her, his handsome face shadowed by a somber expression.

"What are you looking for?"

Raegan jumped. He wondered how long it had been there, like a ghost lurking in the shadows.

Wasn't he supposed to be at Lauren's birthday party?

But that didn't matter anymore.

"Where is the maid?" Raegan asked.

Mitchel ignored her question and repeated, "What are you looking for?"

"My luggage."

"Do you plan to leave?"

His voice was calm but haunting. He sounded like he was on the verge of rage.

Raegan took a step back and responded with a question: "Have you made up your mind?"

What he said at Lauren's party was a gut punch.

There was no need to do it. She wasn't stupid.

At that moment, Mitchel just watched her in silence.

Raegan's emotional storm had already passed. I had already cried my eyes out. Besides, getting excited now wouldn't get her anywhere.

In the past, the idea of ​​stopping loving Mitchel was almost impossible. But not anymore.

His gentleness, followed by emotional slaps, had worn her down to the bone.

When Mitchel didn't say anything, Raegan continued, "Now that you've made up your mind, let's settle this amicably. My conditions have not changed. "I don't want anything from you except that you won't get custody of our son."

Mitchel pursed his lips. In an instant, the indifference in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a steely gaze.

He closed the distance, grabbed her wrist and pinned her against the door.

«You have found a new man, eh? Tell me. Who is the father? Hector?"

Raegan was taken aback. Why bring Hector into this? I barely knew him. Besides, she hadn't done anything wrong. Did Mitchell have schizophrenia or something?

Hurt by his strength, she managed to push him away and replied: "Are you crazy, Mitchel? This child is yours. Haven't the test results confirmed this?

Mitchel just gave him a cold look and said nothing.

And then it dawned on him. No wonder his behavior was strange. There had to be some kind of anomaly in the result.

"Where is the report?" Raegan demanded. He wouldn't back down until he saw it with his own eyes.

“Do you really need to see it?” Mitchel responded with a wry smile.

«Don't you already know what you have done? You hooked up with your stupid senior year and even my uncle, and then acted like you were Miss Goody Two-Shoes? You weren't a virgin when we got married, were you?

"You make me sick!"

Every word he spat was insulting, and he winced due to the sharp pain in his head.

Hearing this, a myriad of emotions flooded Raegan, and her eyes filled with tears.

For a brief moment, her hurt expression seemed to hurt Mitchel.

A slap! Raegan raised her hand and slapped Mitchel across the face.

A handprint could be seen on his face, indicating the force of the slap.

"Mitchel, you bastard!" Raegan spat, her eyes filled with hatred and disgust.

Livid, Mitchel's face turned red, and he bellowed as he grabbed her chin: "Do you want me to make your hand useless?"

The instant he raised his hand, Raegan's tears welled up like hot pearls, burning the back of his hand.

Mitchel froze and felt a stab of pain in his chest.

He looked at Raegan's small face under his hand. Suddenly a scandalous idea occurred to him. He wanted to kiss her so that tears would come to her eyes.

But as quickly as he thought about it, he dismissed it.

Without a word, he dragged her to the bathroom, put her in the bathtub, and turned on the shower.

A shower of cold water drenched Raegan from head to toe. Eyes tightly closed, she struggled against his grip.

"What are you…?"

Before he could finish his words, Mitchel ripped off his clothes, making the buttons fly everywhere. Then, without warning, he stripped her of her clothes.

The bathroom had no heat and the cold water from the shower chilled Raegan to the bone. His teeth gnashed, but what he felt was humiliation, rather than cold.

He covered his chest with his hands and shook uncontrollably. Her face was wet, but it was impossible to tell if it was from the water or from her tears.

"Mitchel, I hate you!" Raegan spat while shaking like a leaf. Finally, she opened her eyes and said tiredly, "Let's get a divorce."

I couldn't take it anymore. Perhaps this marriage had been doomed from the beginning.

Now was the time to correct this mistake.

Raegan raised her head to hold back tears. His once bright eyes were now clouded with gray mist.

For a moment, Mitchel glimpsed desperation in his eyes.

Why was she looking at him like that?

How could she have that expression if she was the one who had deceived him?

"Divorce?" Mitchel lifted her chin and scoffed, “I'm the only one who can decide when and how this relationship ends. If you want to get out, you'll have to wait for this game to end.

As soon as he said these words, he tore off his tie with a vigorous tug, tied the hands that were covering his chest, and raised them above his head. And finally, he tied them on the shower shelf above.

But it wasn't over yet. He squeezed her legs, forcing her into a humiliating position.

Raegan's mind went blank. His hands were tied above his head and his immobilized legs hurt.

«Pervert, let go of me! Let me go..."

Mitchel lowered his head and locked Raegan in a fervent kiss.

Helpless, Raegan could only let him kiss her.

Mitchel wasn't satisfied until Raegan's lips were red and swollen.

Without saying a word, he stood up and unbuckled his belt.

Without further ado, he took off his soaked pants and looked at her with narrowed eyes.

«Don't say I didn't give you a choice. Up or down?

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