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

should be within his grasp,

a reluctant acknowledgment gnawed at

invested in Raegan, a realization that soured

him, women held little value, a sentiment

neglect and mistreat him as if he

she lay dying from her excesses, he shed no

as she struggled

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

not ready to consider it,"

was determined to rely on no

a serene smile, Henley reassured, "There's still

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

one moment," she said before retrieving the gifts Gerda had given her and presenting

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

gave

yours." Raegan, insistent, refused to accept what

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

unhesitating rejection

wasn't supposed to

attention shifting back to Raegan's window,

Hospital

found herself confined in

stench reminiscent of decay, a grim reminder of

feet, prompting her to suppress her disgust for fear of crushing

penance for yet another

sanity vehemently, claiming she'd

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

Lauren learned to play along with

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

had Raegan not interfered, she would have already been Mitchel's

open, and a shadowy figure

the outside world, obscured his features, allowing Lauren only

Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed to

be repelled by a sharp kick from

leather shoes.

touch, made her roll

horror, she realized she had crushed

and soiled, Lauren shrieked uncontrollably,

I beg you, free

You owe me, Mitchel.

her

will end Raegan, I swear it...” Her ravings painted the picture

a disdainful voice cut through the

registered the unfamiliar, yet melodic

It was not Mitchel’s.

a shred of composure, she demanded,

man's voice carried

save you.” Lauren, puzzled, echoed, "Save me? But why?” Instead of answering, the man posed a question, “Are you aware that you're

felt as if lightning had

persistent illness she'd experienced recently now

inhaling peculiar odors, but

child had to be Kyle’s, that

had administered numerous drugs to feign illness, hoping to

pregnancy to term, the baby would be

the very notion of

the young man before her, "Please, I need

to give birth to

you're keeping the

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

life?" "Yes." With that, he departed, the resounding clang of the iron door sealing his

hope ignited within

family, she was

with

desire to confront Raegan,

bitch! "Damn that

timely visit to

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

persisted, even attempting to call

dared to disturb Bryce's

irritation, Bryce yanked open the

about?” Disheveled with tousled blue hair, Bryce had

a

"You're up.

class.” Bryce rolled his

onto the bed,

entered

beside it with a book, immersing

record prevented Bryce

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

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