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.

be a

woman should be within his grasp, he

reluctant acknowledgment gnawed

invested in Raegan, a realization that soured his

little value, a sentiment

neglect and mistreat him as if

when she lay dying from her excesses, he

as she

inner turmoil, Henley offered a justification, "I sense you're not content at home.” Despite the

not ready to consider it,"

was determined to

reassured, "There's still half a year

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

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

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

mother gave them to

refused to accept what she felt was

drained from Henley's

Raegan's unhesitating rejection inflicted

supposed to

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

Hospital

confined in

reminiscent of decay, a grim reminder of death's

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

grim reality was her penance for yet another

arrival at Triclinium, she protested her sanity vehemently, claiming

staff inquired 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

to

escape, consumed with the desire to confront Raegan, the woman she

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

heavy iron door groaned open, and a shadowy figure entered with

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

Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed

a

leather shoes.

with the fluffy touch, made her roll on the ground like getting

horror, she realized she had

shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward

I beg you, free

You owe me, Mitchel.

for her will be your

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

disdainful voice cut through the

registered the unfamiliar, yet

It was not Mitchel’s.

shred of composure, she

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

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

as if lightning had

experienced recently

attributed it to inhaling peculiar odors, but

to be

administered numerous drugs to feign

the pregnancy to term,

rejected the very notion of giving birth to

man before her, "Please, I need

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

this moment, you're keeping

or a freak, it might just

restore my old life?" "Yes." With that, he departed, the resounding clang of the iron door

of hope

by her family, she

lifeline was laced with venom, she

confront Raegan, the root of her

was all due to that bitch! "Damn that

Raegan made her timely visit to the villa on

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

response, she persisted, even attempting to

one dared to disturb

in irritation, Bryce yanked open

Disheveled with tousled blue hair, Bryce had clearly

a

"You're up.

your class.” Bryce rolled his

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

refuse to participate.” Undeterred, Raegan entered and began playing

a book, immersing herself

prevented Bryce from

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

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