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.

might not be

a woman should be within

acknowledgment gnawed

Raegan, a realization that soured his

value, a sentiment rooted in the disdain

to neglect and mistreat him as if he were a mere

lay dying from her excesses, he shed no tears, nor did

observed, impassive, as she struggled through her

not content at home.” Despite the allure of Henley’s

ready to consider it,"

was determined to rely

reassured,

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

one moment," she said before retrieving the gifts

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

mother gave them

Raegan, insistent, refused to accept what she

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

rejection inflicted an unfamiliar

to be

his attention shifting back to Raegan's window, "Let her know something and bite

Triclinium Hospital of

confined in a pitch-black

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

her disgust for fear of crushing their

grim reality was her penance for

her sanity vehemently, claiming she'd been committed against

the staff inquired about her admittance, to which she exclaimed, "Mitchel, the CEO of the Dixon Group, is to blame!" Their demeanor shifted to solemnity upon her declaration, convincing them

to play along with their

escape, consumed with the desire to confront Raegan,

her mind, had Raegan not interfered, she would have

open, and a shadowy

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

she rushed to embrace

a sharp

leather shoes.

A small but shrill scream, coupled with the fluffy touch, made her roll

Oh no! To her horror, she realized she

soiled, Lauren shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward

I beg you, free

You owe me, Mitchel.

me for her will be your

Raegan, I swear it...” Her ravings painted the picture of someone

a disdainful voice cut

the unfamiliar, yet melodic

It was not Mitchel’s.

of composure, she demanded, "You're

you then?" "Me?" The man's voice carried a hint of

But why?” Instead of answering, the man

felt as if lightning had

she'd experienced recently now made

peculiar odors, but the truth was, she

had to be Kyle’s, that

to feign

carried the pregnancy to term, the baby would

of giving birth

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

can't bear to give birth to it." "Well..." The man scoffed

you're keeping

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

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

flicker of hope

family, she was her

lifeline was laced with venom, she was desperate to grasp

fierce desire to confront Raegan, the root of

to that bitch! "Damn that bitch to hell,” Lauren

made her timely visit to

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

persisted, even attempting to call

dared to disturb Bryce's

Bryce yanked open

all about?” Disheveled with tousled blue hair,

a calm

"You're up.

class.” Bryce rolled

the bed, he declared, "Teach

Raegan entered and began playing a pre- recorded

a

prevented Bryce from returning to

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

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