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.

Mitchel might not be a

woman should be within his grasp,

reluctant acknowledgment gnawed

Raegan, a realization that

value, a sentiment rooted in

to him, only to neglect and mistreat him as

he shed no tears, nor

he observed, impassive, as she struggled through

inner turmoil, Henley offered a justification, "I sense you're not content at home.” Despite the allure of Henley’s proposition, Raegan remained

ready to

abroad, yet was determined to

Henley reassured, "There's still

you'll have me Join you on the journey abroad.” Raegan, unconvinced of the _ feasibility of accompanying Henley abroad, rose

retrieving the gifts Gerda

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

gave

Raegan, insistent, refused to accept

place, the warmth drained from Henley's expression, replaced by an icy

memory of Raegan's unhesitating rejection inflicted

wasn't supposed to be

a genuine interest in her? Interrupted by a call, Henley responded indifferently, his attention shifting back to Raegan's window,

Triclinium Hospital of

herself confined in

seal contained a stench reminiscent of decay,

skittered beneath her, occasionally venturing onto her feet, prompting her to suppress her disgust for fear of crushing their carcasses in

grim reality was her penance for

she protested her sanity vehemently, claiming she'd been committed against her

of the Dixon Group, is to blame!" Their demeanor shifted to solemnity upon her declaration, convincing them of her delusion, and subjected her to a rigorous regime, two hours of daily "re-education" via film, designed

to play along

with the desire to confront Raegan, the woman she

mind, had Raegan not interfered, she would have

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

the outside world, obscured his features, allowing Lauren only the faintest

she rushed to embrace the

be repelled by a sharp

leather shoes.

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

no! To her horror, she realized she

soiled, Lauren shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward

I beg you,

You owe me, Mitchel.

for her will be

Her ravings

voice cut through the

registered the unfamiliar,

It was not Mitchel’s.

of composure, she demanded,

"Me?" The man's voice carried a hint

why?” Instead of answering, the man

as if

persistent illness she'd experienced recently now made

to inhaling peculiar odors, but the

had to be Kyle’s, that

drugs to feign illness,

carried the pregnancy to term, the

of giving birth to this

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

bear to give birth to it." "Well..." The man

this moment, you're keeping the

freak, it might just restore your former

possible? Can you truly restore my old life?" "Yes." With that,

flicker of hope ignited within

she was her own

was laced with venom, she was desperate to grasp

a fierce desire to confront Raegan,

was all due to that bitch! "Damn that bitch to

her timely visit to the villa on

absent and only a maid in attendance, she learned of Bryce's presence upstairs

she persisted, even

one dared to disturb

in irritation, Bryce

all about?” Disheveled with tousled blue hair,

a calm

"You're up.

your class.” Bryce rolled his

the bed, he

participate.” Undeterred, Raegan entered and began playing

settled beside it with a book, immersing herself in

prevented Bryce from returning to

recite that farther away?”

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