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

be within

a reluctant acknowledgment gnawed

in Raegan, a realization that soured his

held little value, a sentiment rooted in

only to neglect

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

she struggled through

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

ready to consider it," she

yet was

Henley reassured, "There's

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

moment," she said before retrieving the gifts Gerda

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

gave them to

to accept what she felt was not

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

rejection inflicted an unfamiliar ache

wasn't supposed to be like

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

Triclinium Hospital

herself confined in

airtight seal contained a stench reminiscent of decay, a grim reminder

prompting her to suppress her disgust for fear

her penance for yet another thwarted

she protested her sanity

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

to play along with

clung to the idea of escape, consumed with the desire to

interfered, she would

iron door groaned open, and a shadowy figure entered with

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

be Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed to embrace

repelled by a

leather shoes.

coupled with the fluffy touch, made her roll on

To her horror, she realized she had crushed

Lauren shrieked

I beg you, free

You owe me, Mitchel.

for her will be your

I swear it...” Her ravings painted the picture of someone truly

a disdainful voice cut through the

the

It was not Mitchel’s.

shred of composure,

then?" "Me?" The man's voice carried a

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

if

illness she'd experienced

inhaling peculiar odors, but the truth was, she

to be

she had administered numerous drugs to feign illness, hoping to

the pregnancy to term, the baby

notion of giving birth

man before her,

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

moment, you're keeping

might just restore

life?" "Yes." With that, he departed, the resounding clang of the

flicker of hope ignited

she

this lifeline was laced with venom,

desire to confront Raegan, the

all due to that bitch!

her timely visit to the

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

persisted, even attempting to call

dared to

Bryce yanked open the

tousled blue hair, Bryce had

offered a calm

"You're up.

for your class.” Bryce rolled his

back onto the bed, he declared, "Teach

entered and

beside it with a book, immersing

prevented Bryce from returning

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

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