Love Unbreakable

Chapter 387 I'll Listen to You The car door swung open, and before Raegan knew it, she was ushered into the backseat by Janey.

Raegan and Mitchel flanked Janey.

Mitchel had decked out the car with everything a child would need, including a car safety seat designed for little ones.

Throughout the ride, Janey and Mitchel filled the air with laughter, sharing stories from the past that kept boredom at bay.

After a teacher welcomed Janey into her kindergarten class, Raegan's facade of amusement faded, and she turned to Mitchel with a frosty question. "Mitchel, what's your angle?"

Her cold inquiry made his heart stumble, yet he managed to steady his voice. "Raegan, Janey is also my daughter. I've missed too much of her life. I can't let her grow up without me anymore." Raegan sensed an intrusion looming over their lives, her irritation boiling over. "Mitchel, can't you see? We've managed without you. We always will." Mitchel's complexion went ashen as her words cut deep. Nonetheless, he masked his hurt, his voice strained.

"Raegan, you might not need me, but have you thought about Janey? Don't you think she needs me?" Mitchel's words struck a chord. Raegan knew Janey was not just innocent but deeply sensitive. Despite overcoming her childhood introversion, Janey's psychologist had once advised that a

father figure could play a crucial role in her emotional development.

Noticing Raegan's uncertainty, Mitchel gently persisted, "Raegan, I won't fight with you over Janey's custody. I'm hei dad, and I mean her no harm. I just want her to experience the love of a father." His plea was soft and earnest. "Please, let me be a part of her life." Raegan was torn. Mitchel was right.

She couldn't make such a decision for Janey. Mitchel was, after all, her biological father. And he had shown nothing but love for Janey, even when he remained: oblivious to Janey being his biological daughter. If Mitchel's presence could bring any joy or improvement to Janey's life, denying him that chance seemed unjust.

Raegan took a moment to consider and then laid out her conditions. "You can see Janey, but there are going to be rules." Mitchel's face lit up with hope "Whatever you say, I'll follow." "The first rule is you can't tell anyone Janey is your daughter." Raegan's stance was firm, borne out of a protective instinct. The Dixon family had always disliked her, and the news of Janey being Mitchel's biological daughter could either be a boon or a bane.

Mitchel consented without hesitation.

"Understood." Until he was in a position to safeguard Janey and Raegan openly, keeping Janey's paternity under wraps was wise and could prevent any unwanted attention. He harbored the hope of one day being

openly recognized as part of their lives.

"The second rule is Janey doesn't go anywhere with you without my permission." Mitchel nodded in agreement, accepting her condition.

"The last rule is that I expect not to cross paths with you beyond Janey's matters." Raegan needed to make it crystal clear that their interactions would be strictly regarding Janey. This was not an opening for Mitchel to weave back into her personal life.

This condition struck Mitchel hard, tempting him to protest, yet he recognized his lack of standing to do so. Any objection might jeopardize his fragile connection with Janey and by extension, Raegan. He much preferred this arrangement over complete

separation.

With a heavy heart, he conceded, "Okay." Raegan, however, remained skeptical of his ready agreement. She gazed at him, firmly stating, "I trust you'll stick to your word. If not, our agreement ends here." Mitchel nodded. "I'll heed your words," he assured her quickly.

Raegan, caught off-guard by his prompt compliance, chose silence over further discussion and turned to leave.

Mitchel, undeterred, offered softly, "Raegan, allow me to drive you to work. It's along my route." "No, thank you." Her refusal was swift, and with a meaningful look, she added, "And please, stop loitering

around my place. Lack of sleep not only ages you prematurely but also shortens your lifespan!" She hadn't missed the redness in his eyes, a clear sign of his nightly vigils, | nor was she unaware of his all-night waits outside her villa, as the driver had informed her.

Raegan's concern wasn't for Mitchel, though. She wanted to prevent Janey from growing fond of someone who might not always be around due to health issues.

Mitchel offered a resigned smile.

"Alright, I'll listen to you. It won't happen again." Once again, Raegan found herself without words. The family driver was already nearby, waiting. She stepped into the car without another look at

Mitchel.

As Raegan's car pulled away, Mitchel watched her determined departure, feeling a pang of sadness yet a strange sense of satisfaction. This interaction wasn't a complete loss.

Inside the car, Matteo started the engine and soon shared, "Mr. Dixon, your father has been visiting Swynborough more often lately. He's been meeting with a biologist, according to our findings." Mitchel, attempting to relax, adjusted his tie and murmured, "Dig deeper. I need to know what he's up to." Alexis, after initially his short period of seizing control of the Dixon Group, had fallen into a long silence. He even went so far as to encourage Mitchel to start a family with offspring to further the

Dixon lineage, adopting an unexpectedly fatherly demeanor.

But, of late, Alexis' actions hinted at a return to clandestine endeavors, stirring unease.

Mitchel had always been baffled by his father's behavior. Despite their familial ties, they often seemed more like adversaries.

After Matteo acknowledged, he took a moment to look at Mitchel through the rearview mirror, suggesting, "Mr.

Dixon, maybe you should take some time to rest?" The signs of a sleepless night were evident on Mitchel's face, though his features remained strikingly handsome.

After a brief silence, Mitchel inquired, "Do I appear much older?"

Matteo, caught off guard, could only utter, "Huh?" "Have I changed much from before?" Mitchel examined his reflection on the car's LCD screen, which showed no noticeable difference. Yet, Raegan's remarks had planted seeds of doubt regarding his once-unquestionable allure.

It took a moment for Matteo to grasp the depth of Mitchel's concern. It seemed Mitchel was concerned about his appearance.

Matteo, ever honest, reassured Mitchel without flattery, "Mr. Dixon, you're as handsome as ever." Mitchel, finding some comfort in Matteo's words, leaned back to rest, directing, "Let's head to the company."

Meanwhile, Raegan was engrossed in her work at the studio when Elin rushed in, looking distressed. 4 "Raegan, you've got to see this," Elin urged, handing over a tablet.

The screen was flooded with trending ! news about Crescent and Arthen Entertainment, each headline marked with an alarming "Explosive" tag.

"Famous Female Designer Accused of Plagiarism?" "Arthen Entertainment Embroiled in Scandal?" "Crescent Faces Plagiarism Charges?" "Crescent's Plagiarist?" Raegan was left utterly dumbfounded.