Love Unbreakable

It Takes Two To Tango When Kyle heard Lauren's request, his jaw practically hit the floor.

He shoved her away and protested, "I agreed to help you find out about Mr.

Dixon's schedule, but there's no way I'll do something like this for you.

If Mr. Dixon ever finds out, I'm toast.” Raegan had taught him a lot when they were colleagues.

She was patient with him and even gave him advice on how to work with Mr. Dixon.

If it was not for her guidance, he would not have been promoted and able to work under Matteo.

However, Lauren's recent request crossed a line.

There was no way he would compromise his principles, especially not for something that could harm Raegan.

Lauren's mood plummeted.

Pissed after being pushed by Kyle, she slapped him across the face, leaving a red imprint on his cheek.

"So what's it gonna be? You wanna go to prison?" she warned.

Kyle's resolve wavered.

He was the breadwinner for his family, and prison was not an option.

"Fine, I'll help you for the last time," he muttered under his breath.

Lauren silently laughed at Kyle's stupidity.

Once he walked into her trap, she would hold on to him as long as he proved useful.

This man thought that this was a one-time favor? What an idiot.

Lauren brushed Kyle's chest in a seductive manner and enticed him.

"Kyle, I'm not quite satisfied yet.

Let's continue, shall we?" As she reached orgasm, Lauren's face twisted in a macabre blend of delight, hate, and_ sheer malevolence.

Just you wait, Raegan.

That was what Lauren had in mind.

As soon as they arrived in Tenassie, Raegan made a beeline for a flower shop and picked up a large bouquet.

Then, she headed straight for the cupcake shop.

The shop owner recognized Raegan immediately.

It was not every day that someone as stunning as Raegan walked in.

The shop owner handed over the box of cupcakes with a smile.

"Here you go, miss.

was just baked this morning, and the

you enjoy them instead of crying.” When Mitchel heard the owner's words, he felt a little

charge it to this." The shop owner awkwardly said, "I'm sorry,

cash." "Don't worry about

Raegan whipped out her wallet

she could not help but remark, "Is this handsome man your boyfriend? You two look like you're made for each other." Raegan did not answer and merely offered

car, Mitchel was in high spirits and even confidently said, "You see? That shop owner has a good taste!" Raegan was at a loss for

just closed her

long after, they pulled

the bouquet and cupcakes in front of her grandmother's

the stone, her grandmother was beaming with

quiet storm, tears started to roll down

will live a

knelt beside her and bowed three

I'll take good care of Raegan." Raegan found

was

he was so livid that he almost strangled her to

now here he was, acting all sweet and concerned in

leaving the graveyard, Raegan asked Mitchel to give her a

had sold her grandmother's house, she had managed to rent

been back

she planned to stay overnight

asked where

address, he drove her there

opened the door, a

asked incredulously, "You're staying here for the night?" Raegan shrugged it

“Yeah.

just keep the doors and windows open for a while, and it'll be fine." Before she could step inside, Mitchel grabbed

"You can't stay here.

want to stay in town, I'll book you a hotel room.” Stubborn as she was, Raegan shook off his

"I'm staying.

mind your own business?" This place was full of cherished memories from her

would not understand

dirty, and crawling with germs, and you're

have to go to all this trouble.” Mitchel's enthusiasm deflated like a

pretend that you care about the baby.” "Pretend to care about the

and anger

true?” Raegan

had been so against the baby, and he had even tried to make her get

she had told him it

she could not see the point in his pretending to care

his eyes

not drive for hours just to get into a spat with

could not fathom why Mitchel felt she

it came to their unborn child, it felt like

had enough of

your damsel in

stay." "So you've been biting your tongue to seek justice for Henley, right?"

"Think what you want.