Love Unbreakable

Chapter 168

I'm Your Saver Raegan shook her head dismissively.

"We're not getting back together.

Last night, I felt ill, and he stayed to care for me." It seemed she was convincing herself more than informing Henley.

Since the divorce, the thought of reuniting with Mitchel hadn't crossed Raegan's mind.

Mitchel was a closed chapter in her eyes.

Yet, his recent words unnerved her.

His casual greeting to Henley indicated a resolve to win her over, exuding an unsettling calmness.

The more Raegan pondered, the more irate she grew.

His love, she surmised, was not for her but for the physical comfort she provided.

Henley, on the other hand, experienced a surge of relief, a sensation he welcomed.

Shaking off his worries, he offered a suave, soothing smile.

"What were you trying to say earlier?” Inhaling deeply, Raegan said apologetically, "Henley, we should cease our communication.” Henley's expression darkened.

He pinched her wrist subconsciously and demanded, "Why?" The sudden shift in Henley's expression surprised Raegan.

And he pinched her so hard that she felt pain.

"Henley, you're hurting me...” It was not until then that Henley came to his senses, and he quickly let go, his smile returning.

"My apologies, Raegan.

I lost my composure.” Raegan, recovering from her shock, dismissed the incident.

"It's fine.” "This is the second time you want to end things with me.

Is Mr.

Dixon the reason?" Raegan didn't object.

"I'm afraid it will affect your career, so we'd better keep a distance.” Henley's smile was tinged with sadness.

"My career's already affected.

What now?” Confused, Raegan pressed, "What do you mean?” "I've been dismissed.

Accused of manipulating transactions, I'm barred from investment banking." Despite Henley's nonchalant tone, the news stunned Raegan.

Years of effort gone, Henley’s career dashed because of her.

It was a lot for anyone to bear.

No wonder Mitchel's greeting was so calm earlier.

He couldn't have been unaware of it, and perhaps, even played a role in it.

At a loss for words, Raegan’s concern was evident.

"Henley, I'm sorry.” "It’s nothing,” he replied, the smile never leaving his face.

"I may return to Swynborough.

My family's business is there, beyond others’ reach.” Henley's feigned serenity masked emotions Raegan couldn't decipher.

She felt a deep sorrow and repeated her apology.

Henley's smile softened.

"Don't blame yourself.

Think of it as me going back to claim my inheritance.

Does that ease your mind?” Raegan mused that Henley should have claimed his inheritance earlier, not under duress.

"Raegan, would you like to go with me?" Henley inquired suddenly.

"Me?" Raegan said, taken aback.

While her original intention was to further study in Swynborough, it felt unusual to travel alongside Henley.

They were nothing more than friends and classmates, after all.

"Why?" she inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Henley harbored his own rationale.

His father's company overseas was soon to be his responsibility, and he considered it opportune to take Raegan with him before leaving this city.

In the realm of looks, Henley differed markedly from Mitchel.

Each had their distinct appeals, defying direct comparison.

might not be a match for him

be within his

acknowledgment gnawed

increasingly invested in Raegan, a realization that soured his

held little value, a sentiment

only to neglect and mistreat him as if

dying from her excesses, he shed no tears,

impassive, as she struggled through

at home.” Despite the allure of Henley’s proposition, Raegan remained steadfast in

not ready to consider it," she

venture abroad, yet was determined to rely on no one but

a serene smile, Henley reassured, "There's still half a

wish to depart, you'll have me Join you on the journey abroad.” Raegan, unconvinced

retrieving the gifts Gerda had given her and presenting them

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

mother gave them

insistent, refused to accept what she felt was not

place, the warmth drained from Henley's expression, replaced

rejection inflicted an unfamiliar ache within

wasn't supposed to be like

his attention shifting back to Raegan's window, "Let her know something and bite the

Triclinium Hospital

herself confined

a stench reminiscent of decay, a grim

prompting her to suppress her disgust for fear

reality was her penance for yet

her sanity vehemently, claiming she'd

the staff inquired about her admittance, to which she exclaimed, "Mitchel, the CEO of the Dixon Group, is to blame!" Their demeanor shifted to solemnity upon her declaration, convincing them of her delusion, and subjected her

Lauren learned to play along

idea of escape, consumed with the desire to confront Raegan, the

interfered,

heavy iron door groaned open, and a shadowy figure entered with an

his features, allowing Lauren only the faintest impression of his handsome

be Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed to embrace

repelled by a

leather shoes.

scream, coupled with the fluffy touch, made her roll on the ground like getting an electric

horror, she realized she had crushed

and soiled, Lauren shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward in

I beg

You owe me, Mitchel.

for her

Her

a disdainful voice cut through the

Lauren registered the unfamiliar,

It was not Mitchel’s.

a shred of composure, she demanded, "You're not

The man's voice carried a hint

here to save you.” Lauren, puzzled, echoed, "Save me? But why?” Instead of answering, the man posed a

felt as if

experienced recently now made

to inhaling peculiar odors,

child had to be Kyle’s,

had administered numerous drugs to feign illness, hoping to dupe

she carried the pregnancy to term, the baby would be

the very notion of giving

her knees, she implored the young man before her, "Please, I need to terminate

to

moment, you're keeping the

a freak, it might just restore your former glory.” Lauren's

it possible? Can you truly restore my old life?" "Yes." With that, he departed, the resounding clang of the iron door

hope

family, she

laced with venom, she was desperate to

to confront Raegan, the root of her woes

to that bitch! "Damn

made her timely visit to the villa

she learned of Bryce's presence upstairs and proceeded to knock on his

persisted,

dared to

irritation, Bryce

Disheveled with tousled blue hair, Bryce had clearly just

a

"You're up.

your class.”

the bed, he

entered and began playing a

a book, immersing herself in silent

prevented Bryce from returning

bellowed, "Can't you recite that farther away?” Ignoring him, Raegan continued, prompting Bryce to lunge

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