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.

not be a match

should be within

a reluctant acknowledgment gnawed

in Raegan, a

a sentiment rooted in the disdain for his

him, only to neglect and mistreat him as if

excesses, he shed no tears, nor did

as she struggled through

not content at home.” Despite the allure of Henley’s

not ready to consider it,"

was determined to rely

reassured, "There's

journey abroad.”

retrieving the gifts Gerda

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

gave them

to accept what she felt

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

rejection inflicted an unfamiliar ache

supposed to be like

be a genuine interest in her? Interrupted by a call, Henley responded indifferently, his attention shifting

Hospital

herself confined in a

seal contained a stench reminiscent of decay, a grim reminder of death's

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

was her penance for yet another

her sanity vehemently, claiming she'd been committed against

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 cement her supposed

Lauren learned to play

she clung to the idea of escape, consumed with the desire to confront Raegan,

her mind, had Raegan not interfered, she would have

day, the heavy iron door groaned open, and

room, sealed from the outside world, obscured his features, allowing Lauren only the faintest impression of his

be Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed to

to be repelled by a sharp

leather shoes.

A small but shrill scream, coupled with the fluffy touch, made her roll on the

Oh no! To her horror, she

Lauren shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward in

beg you, free

You owe me, Mitchel.

for her will be

I swear it...” Her ravings

a disdainful voice

the unfamiliar,

It was not Mitchel’s.

composure, she demanded, "You're

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

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

as if

experienced recently now

it to inhaling peculiar odors, but the

to

to feign illness, hoping to dupe

she carried the pregnancy to term, the baby

the very notion of

implored the young man

bear to give birth to

you're keeping

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

restore my old life?" "Yes." With that, he departed,

flicker of hope ignited within

by her family, she

this lifeline was laced with venom, she was desperate to

a fierce desire to confront Raegan, the root

to that bitch! "Damn that bitch to hell,” Lauren

her timely visit to the villa

she learned of Bryce's presence

persisted, even attempting to

to disturb

irritation, Bryce yanked open the

tousled blue hair, Bryce

offered a

"You're up.

class.” Bryce rolled

back onto the bed,

Raegan entered

beside it with a book, immersing

Bryce from

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

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