Love Unbreakable

Chapter 302 I Agree To Divorce ast

Raegan stood there, momentarily at a loss for words.

Her words were nothing but an oral threat.

Without concrete proof, she knew it was pointless to involve the police.

Raegan turned her gaze to Mitchel, her voice cold.

"Mr. Dixon, do you have feelings for me?" she asked abruptly, changing the subject.

Mitchel was caught off guard, his Adam's apple moving noticeably as he replied, "Yes, of course.

Why else would I do all these things?" His mind traced back to the efforts he'd made to orchestrate

their encounters, making them seem accidental.

If he didn't care about Raegan, why would he go to such lengths? Raegan's response was a scornful

laugh.

"But to me, it seems like your interest in me is only because I resemble your former wife.

After all, you two haven't seen each other in five years.

What if one day you lose your interest, Mr. Dixon? Will you discard me like trash or keep me locked

away at home?" Mitchel felt a heavy ache in his chest at her words.

His voice, strained and rough, broke the silence.

"Raegan, that's not how it is.

I would never treat you like that.

You're my wife, and no one can take your place..." Hearing this, Raegan felt a stabbing pain in her

head.

She took a deep breath to steady herself and responded, "In your memories, I'm your wife.

But I don't remember anything about you.

To me, you're a stranger.

And I hate how you force things on me, justifying it by saying we're a couple.

Do you really think this is fair to me?" Raegan's voice was cold and unwavering, causing Mitchel's

heart to break into pieces.

His eyes lost focus and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"Is this your way of caring, Mr. Dixon?" Raegan's eyes sparkled with scorn as she added, "So, your

love is nothing but selfish demands, ignoring others’ feelings." Overwhelmed by the intense pain,

Mitchel's grip on Raegan loosened.

His heart felt so heavy that he struggled to breathe.

"Raegan..." He tried to explain, to say something.

His mind was flooded with thoughts.

But these words were meaningless to Raegan.

After all, she had lost her memory of their shared past.

She couldn't grasp his words, and, more to the point, she was done listening to him.

x Meanwhile, Raegan couldn't stand the unexplainable pain in her head any longer.

"Mr. Dixon, to me, you're just a stranger.

I don't feel anything for you.

Regardless of our past, I know nothing about you.

Please, don't force me into anything, or I might start to hate your gut." With those words, Raegan

turned and walked away, not once glancing back.

She moved swiftly, eager not to show any awkwardness in front of Mitchel.

But as soon as Raegan left the room, her consciousness began to fade.

It felt as if a wild creature was tearing through her head.

The blow left her head spinning and her vision blurry.

Mitchel's words echoed in her mind, mixing with her own thoughts.

For a moment, she almost remembered something, but then it slipped away.

She was intermittently tormented by a deep sense of frustration.

The chaos in her head drove Raegan to the brink of madness.

She shook uncontrollably and then started to collapse.

Just as she was about to hit the floor, a strong, warm hand caught her.

Then, she faintly heard Stefan's voice.

"Raegan, are you okay?" Stefan shielded Raegan from the wind, holding her close against his chest in

a protective embrace.

Under the streetlight, Raegan's face glowed, giving her an angelic appearance.

"Stefan..." Raegan whispered weakly as if those words took all her strength.

with a soothing and steady voice, Stefan reassured her, "Don't worry, Raegan.

Just relax.

I'll help you into the car." His calm voice and comforting presence, combined with his intellectual aura,

helped Raegan to calm down.

Stefan gently took her hand, his tall figure shielding her like a protective barrier.

All the surrounding noise seemed to fade away, blocked by his presence.

This gave Raegan a sense of security and inner strength.

She fell silent, allowing Stefan to assist her into the car.

Mitchel, hurrying after Raegan, caught sight of this touching moment.

Suddenly, it felt as if an unseen force was squeezing his heart.

He staggered back for a few steps until there was nowhere left to go.

The night was dark and still.

Outside Raegan's house, Mitchel sat in his car.

He had followed Raegan and Stefan all the way here, every passing moment a torment.

He suppressed his anger, holding back from any reckless actions.

Finally, Mitchel felt a wave of relief seeing Stefan leave Raegan's place.

Yet, that didn't ease his distress.

Mitchel's heart ached as though it was bound by a slender rope.

The night was deepening.

Seated in his car, he silently smoked, filling the ashtray with cigarette stubs.

His face was devoid of any expression, a stark contrast to the confident, dominant Mitchel of before.

Now, he appeared utterly disheartened.

Events had unfolded in a way he never anticipated.

He had believed that by holding on, Raegan would eventually change her mind and fall for him.

But he hadn't considered how Raegan actually felt about him.

To her, he was a stranger.

With the look in her eyes and her way of treating him, it was clear to Mitchel that Raegan had no ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

recollection of him.

His actions only seemed to push her further away.

Sitting in the car, Mitchel pondered whether this was what they called karma for his lack of timely

protection and explanation.

Mitchel had spent the entire night in the car, waiting outside Raegan's place, doing nothing but sitting in

silence until the break of dawn.

At eight in the morning, Raegan stepped out and immediately noticed the black luxury car.

Their eyes met as Mitchel stepped out of the car.

Raegan was unaware that Mitchel had spent the entire night there.

She assumed he had come to bother her again, which slightly irritated her.

The clear distaste on her face deeply saddened Mitchel.

"I need to talk to you, Raegan." His voice sounded rough from smoking.

Mitchel seemed somewhat different from his assertive demeanor the previous day.

Furrowing her brow, Raegan stepped back.

"Mr. Dixon, I'm sorry.

I have to get to the office now." Even knowing it was Raegan's instinct to reject him, Mitchel felt his

heart was stabbed again.

And it was incredibly painful.

"Alright.

Just one question, though.

Is there something between you and that guy? Are you..." "Absolutely not," Raegan replied firmly.

She had been so upset yesterday that she let Mitchel misinterpret her relationship with Stefan.

Now, clearer- headed, Raegan didn't want to cause Stefan any trouble.

Besides, Raegan had made herself clear.

Even if she wasn't seeing anyone, Mitchel wasn't her choice.

Having said that, Raegan didn't linger with Mitchel.

She turned and headed for her car.

Watching her leave, Mitchel inhaled deeply and struggled to say, "Raegan, I agree to the divorce."®