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 his grasp, he

reluctant acknowledgment gnawed

in Raegan, a realization that soured

held little value, a sentiment rooted

mother had given birth to him, only to neglect and

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

observed, impassive, as she struggled through

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

not ready to consider it,"

venture abroad, yet was determined to rely

smile, Henley reassured, "There's still

wish to depart, you'll have me Join you on the journey abroad.”

the gifts Gerda had given her and presenting them to

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

gave them to

insistent, refused to accept what she felt

place, the warmth drained from Henley's expression,

rejection inflicted an unfamiliar ache

wasn't supposed to be

indifferently, his attention shifting back

Hospital of

confined

contained a stench reminiscent of decay, a grim reminder of

her to suppress her disgust for fear of crushing their carcasses in a frantic effort

her penance for yet another thwarted attempt to

Triclinium, she protested her sanity vehemently, claiming

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

learned to play along with their

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

her mind, had Raegan not interfered, she would have already

and a shadowy figure

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

Overwhelmed, she rushed

to be repelled by a sharp kick from

leather shoes.

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

she realized she

shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward in

I beg

You owe me, Mitchel.

for her will

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

a disdainful voice cut through

the unfamiliar,

It was not Mitchel’s.

shred of composure,

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

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

as if

she'd experienced recently now made

inhaling peculiar odors,

had to be

to feign

she carried the pregnancy to

very notion of giving birth to

man before her, "Please, I need to

can't bear to give birth to it."

this moment, you're

might just restore your former glory.”

truly restore my old life?" "Yes." With that,

flicker of hope ignited

her family, she

if this lifeline was laced with venom, she

Raegan,

was all due to that bitch! "Damn that bitch to

her timely visit to

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

response, she persisted,

one dared to

irritation, Bryce yanked open

with tousled blue hair, Bryce had clearly just

a calm

"You're up.

your class.” Bryce rolled his

Flopping back onto the bed, he declared, "Teach whomever you

Raegan entered and began playing a pre- recorded

then settled beside it with a book, immersing

record prevented Bryce from returning

away?” Ignoring him, Raegan continued,

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