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

should be within his grasp, he

a reluctant acknowledgment gnawed

found himself increasingly invested in Raegan, a realization that

sentiment rooted

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

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

impassive, as she struggled through her

content at home.” Despite the allure of Henley’s proposition, Raegan remained

to consider it," she

harbored ambitions to venture abroad, yet was

smile, Henley reassured, "There's

journey abroad.” Raegan, unconvinced

gifts Gerda had given her and presenting them

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

mother gave

insistent, refused to accept what

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

unhesitating rejection

to be

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

Triclinium Hospital of

confined in

of decay, a grim reminder of

to suppress her disgust for fear of

penance for yet another thwarted attempt

sanity

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 of her delusion, and subjected her to a rigorous

to

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

interfered, she would have already been Mitchel's

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

his features, allowing

it be Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she

be repelled by a sharp kick from

leather shoes.

shrill scream, coupled with the fluffy touch, made her roll on the

To her horror, she realized she had

shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling

I beg

You owe me, Mitchel.

for her

it...” Her ravings painted

voice cut through the

Lauren registered the unfamiliar, yet

It was not Mitchel’s.

composure, she demanded, "You're not

then?" "Me?" The man's

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

felt as if lightning had

illness she'd experienced recently now

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

to be Kyle’s, that

to feign illness, hoping to dupe

carried the pregnancy to term, the baby would

notion of giving birth

man before her, "Please, I need to terminate

bear to give birth to it."

you're keeping

just restore

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

hope ignited

she was her own last

was laced with venom, she was desperate to

fierce desire to confront Raegan, the root of her woes

bitch!

Raegan made her timely visit

Hector absent and only a maid in attendance, she learned of

no response, she persisted, even attempting to

to disturb Bryce's

in irritation, Bryce

tousled blue hair, Bryce had clearly

a

"You're up.

for your class.” Bryce

Flopping back onto the bed, he declared, "Teach whomever

entered

then settled beside it with a book, immersing herself

prevented Bryce from returning to

you recite that farther away?” Ignoring him, Raegan continued, prompting Bryce to

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