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 match for

over a woman should be within his grasp, he

reluctant acknowledgment

found himself increasingly invested in Raegan, a realization that soured

held little value, a sentiment rooted in the disdain for

him, only to neglect and mistreat him as if he

he shed no tears, nor

he observed, impassive, as she struggled

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

to consider it," she

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

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

the journey abroad.” Raegan, unconvinced

before retrieving the gifts Gerda had given her and presenting

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

mother gave them

refused to accept what

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

Raegan's unhesitating rejection inflicted an

supposed to be like

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

Triclinium Hospital

found herself confined in a

contained a stench reminiscent of decay, a grim reminder of death's

her to suppress her disgust

penance for

arrival at Triclinium, she protested her sanity vehemently, claiming she'd been committed

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 cement her supposed

time, Lauren learned to play along

with the desire to confront Raegan, the woman she

had Raegan not interfered, she would have

groaned open, and a

his features, allowing Lauren only

Overwhelmed, she rushed to

by a

leather shoes.

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

no! To her horror, she realized she had

and soiled, Lauren shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward in

beg you,

You owe me, Mitchel.

me for her will

swear it...” Her ravings painted the picture of

disdainful voice

registered the unfamiliar, yet melodic

It was not Mitchel’s.

of composure, she

are you then?" "Me?" The man's

Instead of answering, the man posed a question,

Lauren felt as if lightning had struck

she'd experienced

peculiar odors, but the truth was, she was

had to be Kyle’s,

drugs to

she carried the pregnancy to term, the baby would

rejected the very notion of giving

young man before her, "Please, I need

to it." "Well..."

you're keeping the

beast or a freak, it might just restore your former glory.” Lauren's tears crystallized on her

life?" "Yes." With that, he departed, the resounding clang

flicker of hope ignited within

she was her own last

was laced with venom, she was desperate to grasp

harbored a fierce desire to confront Raegan, the root of her

to that bitch!

her timely visit to the

maid in attendance, she learned of Bryce's presence upstairs and proceeded to knock on his

she persisted, even attempting

one dared to disturb

in irritation, Bryce yanked

about?” Disheveled with tousled blue hair,

offered a

"You're up.

your class.” Bryce rolled

into you?" Flopping back onto the bed, he

entered and began playing a pre- recorded

it with a book, immersing

Bryce from returning

sat up and bellowed, "Can't you recite that farther away?” Ignoring him, Raegan continued, prompting Bryce

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