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 him

over a woman should be within his grasp,

acknowledgment

invested in Raegan, a realization

sentiment rooted in the disdain

to him, only to neglect and mistreat him as if he

lay dying from her excesses, he shed

he observed, impassive, as she struggled through

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

to consider

abroad, yet was determined

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

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

retrieving the gifts Gerda had given her and

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

mother gave them to

yours." Raegan, insistent, refused to accept what she felt was

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

unhesitating rejection inflicted an

supposed to

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

Triclinium Hospital

found herself confined in a pitch-black

airtight seal contained a stench reminiscent of decay, a grim reminder

to suppress her disgust for fear of crushing their carcasses in a frantic

for

protested her sanity vehemently,

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

learned to

consumed with the desire to

interfered, she would have already been Mitchel's

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

room, sealed from the outside world, obscured his features, allowing Lauren only the faintest impression of

Overwhelmed, she

a sharp kick from

leather shoes.

the fluffy touch, made her roll on the ground

To her horror, she realized she had

Lauren shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward in

beg

You owe me, Mitchel.

me for her

Her ravings

disdainful voice cut

registered the unfamiliar,

It was not Mitchel’s.

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

you then?" "Me?" The man's voice carried

Lauren, puzzled, echoed, "Save me? But why?” Instead of answering, the man posed a question,

if lightning had struck

persistent illness she'd experienced recently now made

peculiar odors,

to be Kyle’s,

she had administered numerous drugs to feign

to

notion of

implored the young man before

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

moment, you're keeping

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

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

flicker of hope

family, she was her

this lifeline was laced with

confront Raegan, the root of her woes

bitch! "Damn that bitch to hell,”

visit to the

a maid in attendance, she learned of

no response, she persisted, even attempting to call

to disturb Bryce's

Bryce yanked

about?” Disheveled with tousled blue hair, Bryce had clearly

a

"You're up.

class.” Bryce

back onto the bed, he declared,

participate.” Undeterred, Raegan entered and began playing a pre-

settled beside it with a book,

record prevented Bryce from

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

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