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 match for

over a woman should be within his grasp,

reluctant acknowledgment gnawed

Raegan, a realization that soured his

a sentiment rooted in

to him, only to neglect and mistreat him as if he were a mere

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

impassive, as she

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

to consider it," she

yet was

reassured,

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

before retrieving the gifts Gerda had given her

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

mother gave them

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

Raegan's place, the warmth drained from Henley's

of Raegan's unhesitating rejection inflicted an unfamiliar ache within

supposed to be like

by a call, Henley responded indifferently, his attention shifting back to Raegan's window, "Let her know

Triclinium Hospital of

herself confined in a

stench reminiscent of

beneath her, occasionally venturing onto her feet, prompting her to suppress her disgust for fear of crushing their carcasses in a

was her penance for yet another

arrival at Triclinium, she protested her sanity vehemently, claiming she'd been committed against her

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,

learned to play along with

with the desire to confront Raegan, the woman she blamed for her

not interfered, she would have

groaned open, and a shadowy figure entered with an

outside world, obscured his features,

Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed to embrace the

a sharp kick from

leather shoes.

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

horror, she

Lauren shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward

I beg

You owe me, Mitchel.

for her will be your

Her ravings painted the picture

voice cut through the

Lauren registered the unfamiliar,

It was not Mitchel’s.

a shred of composure, she demanded, "You're

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

"Save me? But why?” Instead of answering, the man posed a question, “Are you aware

felt as if

experienced recently

inhaling peculiar odors, but the truth was, she

child had to be Kyle’s, that

had administered numerous drugs to

carried the pregnancy to term, the baby

notion of

young man before her, "Please,

birth to it." "Well..." The man

moment, you're keeping the

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

"Yes." With that, he departed, the resounding

hope

her family, she was

laced with venom, she was desperate to

desire to confront Raegan, the root of her woes in

to that bitch! "Damn that bitch to

her timely visit to the

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

response, she persisted, even attempting to

to disturb

in irritation, Bryce yanked open the

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

offered a

"You're up.

for your class.” Bryce

the

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

beside it with a book, immersing

record prevented Bryce from

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

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