Love Unbreakable

As Long As 1 Am Your Husband, I Have The Right To D...

After saying this, the jacket man moved even closer to Raegan and continued, "Come on, be a good girl, okay? We'll have fun." Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Glass fragments flew all over after the wine bottle was smashed on the man's head.

Nicole still held the remaining half of the bottle with her trembling hand.

She pointed at the man and shouted angrily, "Stay away from her!” Blood oozed out of the man's head and streamed down his face.

He covered his head and pointed at Nicole.

He cursed angrily, "You bitch! Look at yourself.

You're almost naked in your little clothes.

Why are you still pretending to be innocent when you come to the bar in this sort of clothing?" As he spoke, he picked up a bottle from the table, pointed at Raegan, and said with eyes full of malice, "Whether you like it or not, this chick is mine." Upstairs, Luis and the waiter were watching the scene.

The waiter turned to Luis and asked nervously, "Mr.

Stevens, should we go down and give them a hand?” Luis chuckled and replied calmly, “No.

Just relax and watch a good show." At this moment, Raegan and Nicole's booth was in a mess.

Then another loud bang was heard.

The bottle in the man's hand was suddenly turned and smashed into his own head.

More blood oozed out of his wounds.

This time, his entire face was covered with blood.

It looked horrible. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

He got even angrier.

He turned and shouted, "Who the heil..." Before he could finish his words, someone twisted his arm, making him scream in pain.

Then he was thrown to the floor, and someone's foot trod on his head.

His shrill scream resounded through the bar.

Despite the loud music, it still reached other customers’ ears.

"You like smashing bottles, huh?” A cold male voice sounded above the man’s head.

The jacket man's eyes were covered with blood, and he tried to open them with difficulty, curious about who the speaker was.

In his blurry vision, he saw the mysterious man's face.

The mysterious man was very handsome, but he had a somber expression.

It was as if he was the devil from hell.

At this moment, the mysterious man snapped his fingers.

Then, a waiter pushed a cart of wine, all with dazzling fluorescent lamps.

This only meant that the bottles of wine in the cart were very expensive.

The mysterious man lifted his foot and picked up one bottle from the cart.

Then he smashed it against the jacket man's head with a bang.

The sharp edge of the broken bottle almost pierced into the jacket man's eyes.

"Ah!" He was so scared that he screamed at the top of his lungs.

His shrill scream sounded terrifying, giving people goosebumps.

The onlookers locked at the mysterious man's handsome face with awe and horror in their eyes.

One thing was very clear to them.

They couldn't afford to offend someone like him.

The mysterious, handsome man was none other than Mitchel.

He glanced at the pool of blood on the floor, and his exquisite eyebrows raised.

He looked at the jacket man and snapped, "Why did you stop screaming? Didn't you say you like hearing screams? Keep screaming!" But at this moment, no other sound came out of the jacket man's mouth except a hoarse noise.

It was almost midnight, so the bar was bustling with people.

Their screams and laughter resounded through the entire bar just now.

But at this moment, they were so scared that they didn't dare to make even the slightest sound.

Luis thought it was time to join the fun, so he went downstairs.

Before he walked to Nicole's booth, he called some security guards to go with him.

"Throw this man outside," Luis ordered the security guards.

Then he turned to the waiters.

"Clean this up.” The security guards immediately dragged the jacket man out of the bar.

After the waiter cleaned up the mess, Luis ordered his people to take care of the crowd and revive the lively atmosphere.

Soon, the bar returned to its usual noisy surroundings.

Luis then walked to Mitchel and said frivolously, “I will charge the wine and the service fee to your account.

That bottle of wine costs eight hundred thousand dollars.

Don’t you think it's a bit of a waste to smash it into a scum's head?" However, Mitchel just ignored Luis’ words.

He walked to Raegan, grabbed her arm, and ordered coldly, "Come with me.” Raegan shook off his hand and refused coldly, "No.

I came here with Nicole, so I'm going home with her as well." As she spoke, she didn't hide her disgust.

When Luis saw this scene, he suddenly burst into laughter.

Mitchel was a rich and powerful man.

Countless women in Ardlens pleased him eagerly.

No women had ever disliked or refused Mitchel.

Luis stopped laughing and sighed.

"Raegan, you are so cute.” Actually, he wanted to say that she was a brave woman.

She did what he had always wanted to do but never dared to.

Since Raegan was the first person to treat Mitchel this way, Luis thought it was something Raegan could brag for the rest of her life.

Mitchel raised his eyebrows when he heard Luis ' words.

He looked at Luis coldly and said, "If you don't want your mouth anymore, I'd love to help you find a new owner." Luis immediately raised his hand and zipped his mouth.

Mitchel gave Luis a satisfied look.

Then he turned to Raegan again and asked, "Are you leaving with me or note?" "I'm not!” Raegan didn’t want to pay attention to Mitchel anymore.

She said coldly, "Mitchel, let me Just remind you that we are getting divorced." Her implication was clear.

Mitchel was no longer qualified to meddle in her affairs.

As soon as Raegan said this, Mitchel’s handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, making onlookers shiver in fear.

"As you Said, we are getting divorced.

We are not yet divorced.

As long as I am your husband, I have the right to do so." After saying this, Mitchel pulled Raegan's hand roughly, picked her up, and carried her out of the bar.

Raegan was so startled that she kept punching Mitchel's chest.

She shouted, "Mitchel, put me down! Let go of me!" However, her strength was nothing to Mitchel.

He only felt like a kitten was tickling him.

Luis didn't stop Mitchel and Raegan from leaving.

He just watched their receding figures, shook his head, and smiled.

Sometimes, Mitchel was really full of contradictions.

Apparently, he didn't want to divorce Raegan.

It was just that he was too stubborn to admit it.

Nicole stood up to chase after Raegan.

But before she could take a step, Luis grabbed her hand to stop her.

"Miss Lawrence, don't worry about Raegan.

She's in good hands with Mitchel.

Come on, let’s go upstairs.

Jarrod is waiting for you.” Nicole's face turned pale at the mention of Jarrod.

Her legs became so weak that she almost collapsed to the floor.

Fortunately, Luis was agile enough to support her in time.

"Miss Lawrence, what's wrong? Are you all right?” Luis asked in confusion.

Why did Nicole look scared? What did Jarrod do to make her so afraid of him? Nicole did her best to calm down.

Then she stood straight and said, "Thank you, Mr.

Stevens.

I'm fine.

Don't worry about me.

Let's go." She then went up the stairs step by step.

Her face still looked pale.

How could she be fine? Luis could only shake his head.

Then he followed her.

Looking at her back, he could sense that she was determined.

When Nicole arrived at the room, she stood in front of the half-opened door.

She heard the familiar male voice from inside.

Her face unconsciously flushed, and her heartbeat went abnormally fast.

Until now, his voice still had an impact on her.

Nicole slowly walked inside.

Her feet felt heavy.

It was as if a thousand pounds of cement were poured on them.

She found it too difficult to move forward.

As she got closer to the people inside the room, her heart raced.

She felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.

The room was brightly lit, so Nicole could clearly see everything inside.

A man sat on the sofa, hugging a woman's slender waist.

They were entangled.

It was as if there was no one else in the room.

It seemed the woman could no longer bear such flirtation.

"Hey, you are so naughty," the woman said coquettishly.

"Why? Don't you like it?” whispered the man.

Then he licked her ear.

"T like it.

I like it so much...” With this scene in front of her, Nicole had the urge to run out of the room.

She didn't want to stay here anymore.

But when she recalled what happened last time, she couldn't move.

She had no choice but to continue moving forward.

Jarrod seemed to notice that someone had come in.

He raised his head only to see Nicole, whose face was as pale as a sheet.

Suddenly, he became more excited, and he acted more frivolously.

Nicole secretly swallowed her saliva hard.

She knew Jarrod was doing it on purpose.

"What's the matter?" The woman seemed to feel the sudden drop in Jarrod’s enthusiasm.

She shouted breathlessly and moved even closer to him.

Jarrod sneered.

He didn't stop the woman when she pressed her body against him.

He maintained his posture and looked up.

His eyes were full of lust.

It was as if he was deliberately teasing Nicole.

The woman turned her head with satisfaction.

But she was shocked when she saw a figure standing in front of them.

She screamed in fright and immediately covered her body.

When she figured out that it was actually a woman standing by the door, she thought Nicole had the same profession as she did.

So she glared at Nicole and scolded, "Don't you know to knock before you enter? You are such a bummer!" Then she turned and looked at Jarrod aggrievedly.

"Sir, you are so bad.

I didn't know you liked something more exciting." Jarrod stroked the woman's hair and threw a wad of cash at her.

He said, "Go buy anything you like.” The money was like a torch that lit up the woman's eyes.

She felt so lucky that she got a generous client tonight.

They only kissed and hugged for a few minutes, but he already gave her so much money.

Actually, she found Jarrod so handsome that she was willing to serve him even a thousand times.

The woman put on her clothes and stood up with satisfaction.

When she passed by Nicole, she said disdainfully, "Hurry! Do your job now.

Don't just stand here and act like an innocent lady." The door slammed shut behind Nicole, and the room fell into silence.

She stood rooted to the floor motionlessly like a piece of log.

Jarrod didn't even bother to hide his body.

He didn't change at all.

He looked at Nicole and asked coldly, "Why are you just standing there?” It was only then that Nicole moved.

When she was only one foot away from the sofa, her wrist was suddenly pulled, and she fell onto Jarrod’s lap.

Since she was unprepared, her hands pressed against his chest.

His body felt sticky, making her sick.

Nicole thought Jarrod was dirty, He was very dirty.

Of course, Jarrod read her mind.

After all, the expression on her face was very obvious.

He chuckled and asked sarcastically, "Do you think you are better and cleaner than that prostitute?” As soon as Jarrod said this, Nicole's face drained of color.