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

be

a reluctant acknowledgment gnawed

found himself increasingly invested in Raegan, a realization that soured

him, women held little value, a sentiment rooted in the disdain

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

he shed no tears, nor did he

observed, impassive, as she struggled through her final

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

ready to consider it,"

yet was

reassured, "There's

me Join you on the journey abroad.” Raegan, unconvinced of the _ feasibility of accompanying

said before retrieving the gifts Gerda had given her and presenting them

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

gave them to

insistent, refused to accept what she felt was

warmth drained from Henley's expression, replaced by

memory of Raegan's unhesitating rejection inflicted an unfamiliar ache within

wasn't supposed to be

responded indifferently, his attention shifting back to Raegan's window,

Triclinium Hospital of

confined

stench reminiscent of

prompting her to suppress her disgust for fear of

for yet another thwarted attempt

Triclinium, she protested her sanity vehemently, claiming

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

learned to play along

she clung to the idea of escape, consumed with the desire to confront Raegan, the woman she blamed for her

had Raegan not interfered, she would have already been

open, and a shadowy figure entered with

his features, allowing Lauren only

be Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed

to be repelled by a sharp kick

leather shoes.

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

Oh no! To her horror, she realized she had

shrieked uncontrollably,

I beg you,

You owe me, Mitchel.

me for her will be your

Raegan, I swear it...” Her ravings

voice cut through the

the unfamiliar, yet

It was not Mitchel’s.

of composure,

The man's voice carried

puzzled, echoed, "Save me? But why?” Instead of answering, the

as if lightning

persistent illness she'd experienced recently now made

attributed it to inhaling peculiar odors, but the truth was, she

had to be Kyle’s,

administered numerous drugs to feign illness, hoping to

if she carried the pregnancy to term, the baby would

of

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

to give birth to it."

you're

it might just restore your former glory.” Lauren's tears crystallized on her

restore my old life?" "Yes." With that, he departed, the resounding clang of the iron

flicker of hope

family, she was her own last

with venom,

a fierce desire to confront Raegan, the root of her woes in her

to that bitch!

her timely visit to the villa on

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

response, she persisted,

one dared to

in irritation, Bryce yanked open

with tousled blue hair, Bryce

a calm

"You're up.

for your class.” Bryce rolled his

Flopping back onto the bed,

Undeterred, Raegan entered and began playing

it with a book, immersing

record prevented Bryce from returning

up and bellowed, "Can't you recite that farther away?”

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