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.

be

over a woman should be within his grasp,

reluctant acknowledgment gnawed at

himself increasingly invested in Raegan, a

value, a sentiment rooted in the disdain for his

mother had given birth to him, only to neglect and mistreat him as if he were a mere

he shed no tears,

she struggled

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

to

yet was determined

serene smile, Henley reassured, "There's

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

the gifts Gerda had given her and presenting them to

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

mother gave

refused to accept what she felt

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

memory of Raegan's unhesitating rejection

wasn't supposed to be like

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

Triclinium Hospital of

found herself confined

a stench reminiscent of decay,

prompting her to suppress her disgust

reality was her penance for yet another thwarted

protested her sanity vehemently, claiming

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 to a rigorous regime, two hours of daily "re-education" via film,

learned to play along with

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

interfered, she

the heavy iron door groaned open, and a shadowy

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

Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed to

a

leather shoes.

coupled with the fluffy touch, made her

horror, she realized she had

soiled, Lauren shrieked

I beg you,

You owe me, Mitchel.

her will be

Her ravings painted the picture of someone

a disdainful voice cut

Lauren registered the unfamiliar,

It was not Mitchel’s.

a shred of composure, she demanded,

"Me?" The man's voice carried

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

felt as if lightning

persistent illness she'd experienced recently now made

inhaling peculiar odors, but the truth was, she

had to be Kyle’s, that

she had administered numerous drugs to feign illness, hoping to

she carried the pregnancy to term, the baby

the very notion of giving birth

implored the young man before her,

give birth to it." "Well..."

you're keeping the

just restore your former glory.” Lauren's

that, he departed, the resounding clang of

hope

family, she was

was laced with venom, she

Raegan, the root of her woes

was all due to that bitch! "Damn that bitch to hell,”

Raegan made her timely visit to the

she learned of Bryce's presence

persisted,

dared to disturb Bryce's

in irritation, Bryce yanked

about?” Disheveled with tousled

a calm

"You're up.

for your class.” Bryce rolled

the bed, he declared, "Teach

entered and began playing a

a book, immersing herself in

Bryce from

that farther away?” Ignoring

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