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 him

woman should be within

acknowledgment

invested in Raegan, a realization that

him, women held little value, a sentiment

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

excesses, he shed no tears, nor

observed, impassive, as she struggled

not content at home.” Despite the

to

abroad, yet was determined

smile, Henley reassured, "There's

abroad.” Raegan, unconvinced of the _ feasibility of

before retrieving the gifts Gerda had given her and presenting

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

gave

accept what she felt was

the warmth drained from

memory of Raegan's unhesitating rejection

to be like

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

Hospital of

confined in a

reminiscent of

her, occasionally venturing onto her feet, prompting her to suppress her disgust

her penance for yet another

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

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

learned to play along

to the idea of escape, consumed with the desire to confront Raegan, the woman

her mind, had Raegan not interfered, she would have

the heavy iron door groaned open, and a shadowy figure

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

it be Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she

a sharp kick from

leather shoes.

but shrill scream, coupled with the fluffy touch,

horror, she realized she had crushed a

soiled, Lauren shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward in

beg you,

You owe me, Mitchel.

me for her will be your

I swear it...” Her

a disdainful voice cut

Lauren registered the unfamiliar, yet

It was not Mitchel’s.

shred of composure, she demanded,

The man's voice carried a hint

But why?” Instead of answering, the man posed a question, “Are you aware that you're pregnant?"

felt as if lightning had struck

illness she'd experienced recently

attributed it to inhaling peculiar odors, but

to be Kyle’s, that

drugs to feign illness, hoping

to term, the baby would be

the very notion of giving birth

to her knees, she implored the young man

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

you're

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

With that,

of hope ignited

her family, she was her own

if this lifeline was laced with venom, she was desperate

to confront Raegan, the root of her woes in her

to that bitch! "Damn

Raegan made her timely visit to

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

response, she persisted, even attempting to call

dared to

in irritation, Bryce yanked

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

offered a

"You're up.

class.” Bryce rolled

onto the bed, he declared, "Teach

entered

beside it with a

record prevented Bryce from returning

farther away?” Ignoring

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