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

a woman should be within his grasp,

acknowledgment gnawed

in Raegan, a realization

sentiment rooted in the disdain for his

to him, only to neglect and mistreat him as if

from her excesses, he shed no tears, nor did

impassive, as she struggled through her

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

to consider

abroad, yet was determined to

reassured,

journey abroad.” Raegan, unconvinced of the

the gifts Gerda had given her and

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

mother gave them

insistent, refused to accept what she felt

from Henley's expression,

rejection inflicted an

supposed to be

attention shifting

Hospital

confined

airtight seal contained a stench reminiscent of

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

grim reality was her penance for yet

protested her sanity vehemently,

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

time, Lauren learned to

escape, consumed with the desire to confront Raegan,

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

open, and a shadowy figure

world, obscured his features, allowing Lauren

it be Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed to embrace the

repelled by a sharp kick from

leather shoes.

with the fluffy touch, made her roll on the

no! To her horror, she realized she had crushed

and soiled, Lauren shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling

I beg

You owe me, Mitchel.

me for her will be

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

voice

the

It was not Mitchel’s.

a shred of composure, she demanded,

man's voice carried a hint of

"Save me? But why?” Instead of answering, the man posed a question, “Are

felt as if lightning

persistent illness she'd experienced recently now made

to inhaling peculiar odors, but the truth

child had to be Kyle’s,

administered numerous drugs to feign illness, hoping

she carried the pregnancy to term, the baby would be

of giving birth to this

the young man before her,

bear to give birth to it." "Well..."

you're keeping the

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

Can you truly restore my old life?" "Yes." With that, he departed, the resounding clang of the

of hope ignited within

family, she

laced with venom, she

harbored a fierce desire to confront Raegan, the root of

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

Raegan made her timely visit to

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

no response, she persisted, even attempting to call

one dared to disturb

irritation, Bryce yanked open

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

a

"You're up.

your class.” Bryce rolled

gotten into you?" Flopping back onto the bed,

participate.” Undeterred, Raegan entered and began playing

then settled beside it with a book, immersing herself in

record prevented Bryce from returning to

away?” Ignoring him, Raegan continued, prompting

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