Love Unbreakable

Chapter 411 The Little Traitor Raegan observed the cloudy sky, | anticipating a thunderstorm might | come soon.

Even though Mitchel's car could be cooled with air conditioning, Raegan wasn't certain if there were any blankets or similar items available.

Moreover, considering his poor health, sleeping in the car might only make him feel worse.

Mitchel remained silent.

Raegan then realized what she had just suggested subconsciously, pondering how she had unintentionally begun to worry over him. Feeling regret for what she said, she wished she could bite her tongue, "Um... Perhaps you should head back

' I'm going to sleep." She was about to draw the curtains, » preferring out of sight and out of mind.

"Are you backing out now? Should I ; press the doorbell?" Mitchel's voice | carried a bit of urgency as if he were on the move.

Raegan, startled, glanced down at his car and found no sight of him. Then, she spotted him approaching the main entrance. "How did you get in?" she exclaimed in surprise.

The villa's gate had a facial recognition system, allowing only those registered to enter.

"Janey added me," Mitchel revealed.

Raegan was left speechless by the little "traitor." Mitchel's voice broke the silence, "I'm here, waiting for you to let me in."

| "Fine." Raegan regretted her words but couldn't take them back.

| Raegan tiptoed down the carpeted | stairs, wearing her fluffy slippers that exposed her toes, heading quietly | toward the door. She swung the door | open.

Moonlight illuminated Mitchel's handsome face.

Raegan felt her heart flutter upon seeing him. She scolded herself for constantly being captivated by his meticulously sculpted handsome face.

"Please, come in." She turned her face aside, avoiding his gaze.

As Mitchel stepped in, he quietly shut the door.

Raegan's attire was an apricot silk nightgown trimmed with white lace, complemented by white fluffy open- toe slippers. Her just-washed face

| gleamed with freshness, its softness and allure impossible to resist.

| Mitchel observed her with an intensified look, complimenting, "You look beautiful." | "What was that?" Mitchel's voice was ty i gentle, causing Raegan to strain to | ; catch his words.

Mitchel stepped closer, saying again, "The nightgown suits you well." Raegan felt uneasy with him so close.

She stepped back, saying, "Please, keep your distance..." Before Raegan could finish, the light in Annis's room switched on abruptly.

Then, the door swung open from inside.

In. a rush of panic, Raegan shoved Mitchel against the door and then tiptoed to cover his mouth, fearing any noise he might make.

Forgetting their height difference, this move made Raegan unsteady, almost causing her to fall. { Mitchel quickly put his arm around Raegan's waist, pulling her close to | steady her.

I : / Raegan found her face against his chest. All she could hear was the strong, steady, and rhythmic heartbeat.

"Thud, thud, thud..." Echoed each heart pulse.

Some noises echoed from the kitchen.

It was Annis getting water to drink.

Feeling Raegan's stiffness, Mitchel's comforting pat on her back did little to ease her tension.

Raegan grew even more anxious from the warmth of his touch. Her heart pounded harder, and her breath quickened slightly.

Finally, Annis returned to her room

| after drinking her water.

Eager to step back, Raegan felt as if her feet were stuck in place, unable to step back.

"Stay still." Mitchel's deep, resonant { voice reached her.

Raegan was taken aback, feeling her hand captured by his.

Raegan tensed up, an innate reaction to pull back, but Mitchel traced her hand from the back down to the fingers, gently holding them.

Then, his dry, slender fingers gently parted each of her fingers, clasping them firmly.

This unexpected intertwining of fingers startled Raegan's heart, setting it racing like a deer.

It took Raegan a moment to regain her voice, lifting her head to say, "You..."

| At that instant, Mitchel's face drew nearer, his lips grazing Raegan's ear's edge, his throat moving visibly. "Annis { is up again," he whispered.

Once more, the sound of a door echoed | through the space.

f Annis realized she'd left the kitchen lights on and emerged to switch them off.

Mitchel kept his lips close to Raegan's ear, his warm breath gently brushing against her earlobe, a silent gesture filled with clear intent.

The warmth of his breath swiftly spread Raegan's cheeks a delicate shade of pink.

Mitchel leaned in, lightly brushing his lips against her ear, bringing out a gentle tingling sensation.

Raegan quickly clasped her hand over her mouth, almost crying out. Did he

| just bite her? As Annis closed the door of her room, ! Raegan's ear still tingled, her gaze fixed on him, bewildered. "You..." "What is it?" Mitchel appeared | completely relaxed, as if he hadn't || meant to do it at all.

Raegan was at a loss for words, standing there dumbfounded. How could she ask if he had indeed bitten her? If not, wouldn't she risk being mocked for her self-importance? Raegan pressed her lips together, feeling her heart flutter with uncertainty.

"Never mind," Raegan finally uttered.

"What's 'never mind' about?" Mitchel gazed at her intently.

"It's nothing..." Mitchel casually remarked, "Your

| heart's racing a bit, isn't it?" Raegan kept quiet. She tightened her lips, choosing to ignore him, thinking it was entirely his fault.

"Let's head upstairs," she suggested q with a hint of annoyance.

As Raegan took a step, she immediately sensed something wrong with her foot, experiencing a sudden pain. It felt like she had accidentally twisted it.

Lost in thought, she was abruptly lifted off the ground.

"Ah..." Raegan was taken aback, her hand instinctively covering her mouth as she found herself already embraced by Mitchel.

"Did you hurt your ankle?" he asked.

"I think so, but I'm fine to walk, I can manage..."

| Before she could say another word, he was already lifting her and ascending the stairs.

Mitchel, with his long legs and brisk pace, swiftly made his way to the upstairs bedroom.

| Gently setting Raegan on the bed, Mitchel continued to remove her shoes.

Raegan couldn't stop him in time. He held her foot and examined it closely.

Raegan froze for a moment. He didn't seem to mind at all...

"It's nothing serious," she reassured.

She was familiar with her body's reactions. The discomfort would likely fade by morning.

However, Mitchel appeared unconvinced, asking, "Where do you keep the first aid kit?"

Raegan gestured toward a drawer.

Mitchel grabbed the first aid kit and ! hopped onto the bed, lifting her leg-on his thigh.

Raegan's cheeks burned with | embarrassment. The position they | were in, her leg resting on his, was more intimate than she preferred.

Below Raegan's calf was Mitchel's firm, tense thigh. As her skirt lifted, she could feel the warmth of his skin through his thin pants.

Raegan's legs stiffened, daring not to move. She feared accidentally grazing his private part.