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.

be a match for

be within his

a reluctant acknowledgment gnawed at

Raegan, a realization that soured his

a sentiment rooted in the

birth to him, only to neglect

when she lay dying from her excesses, he shed no tears,

as she

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

to consider it,"

yet was determined to rely on no

reassured, "There's still half a year

on the journey abroad.” Raegan, unconvinced of the _ feasibility of

before retrieving the gifts Gerda had given her

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

mother gave them to

refused to accept what she felt was not

place, the warmth drained from Henley's

Raegan's unhesitating rejection inflicted

to be

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

Hospital of

found herself confined in

contained a stench reminiscent of decay, a grim reminder

her disgust for fear of crushing their carcasses in a frantic

her penance for

arrival at Triclinium, she protested her sanity

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 regime, two hours of daily "re-education" via film, designed to

Lauren learned to play along with their

of escape, consumed with the desire to confront

mind, had Raegan not interfered, she would

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

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

Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed

by a sharp kick

leather shoes.

with the fluffy touch, made her

she realized

Lauren shrieked

I beg

You owe me, Mitchel.

her will

end Raegan, I swear it...” Her ravings painted

disdainful voice cut through the

the unfamiliar, yet melodic

It was not Mitchel’s.

of composure, she demanded, "You're not

The man's voice

Instead of answering, the man posed a question, “Are

felt as if lightning

experienced

inhaling peculiar odors, but

to be Kyle’s, that

had administered numerous drugs to feign

pregnancy to term, the baby would

rejected the very notion of giving birth to

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

to give birth to it." "Well..." The

you're

just restore your former glory.”

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

hope

she was her

was laced with venom, she was desperate to

a fierce desire to confront Raegan, the root

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

made her timely visit to

she learned of Bryce's presence upstairs and proceeded

she persisted, even

dared to disturb Bryce's

irritation, Bryce yanked open

this all about?” Disheveled with tousled blue hair, Bryce

offered a

"You're up.

for your class.” Bryce rolled

onto the bed, he declared, "Teach

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

a book, immersing herself in silent

Bryce from returning to

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

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