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 match for him

should be within

reluctant acknowledgment gnawed

found himself increasingly invested in Raegan, a realization that

little value, a sentiment rooted in

him, only to neglect and mistreat him as if he were a

he shed no tears,

he observed, impassive, as she struggled through

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

ready to consider

yet was determined to

reassured,

abroad.” Raegan, unconvinced

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

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

of Raegan's unhesitating rejection

wasn't supposed to be

his attention shifting back to Raegan's window, "Let her know something and bite the bait,"

Triclinium Hospital

confined

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

skittered beneath her, occasionally venturing onto her feet, prompting her to suppress her disgust

grim reality was her penance for yet another thwarted attempt

arrival at Triclinium, she protested her sanity vehemently, claiming she'd been committed against her

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 cement

learned to play along

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

Raegan not interfered, she

open, and a shadowy figure entered

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

be Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she

by a

leather shoes.

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

her horror, she

soiled, Lauren shrieked uncontrollably, scrambling forward

I beg

You owe me, Mitchel.

for her will be your

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

voice cut through the

registered the unfamiliar, yet melodic

It was not Mitchel’s.

shred of composure,

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

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

Lauren felt as if lightning had struck

experienced

odors, but the

child had to

to feign illness, hoping to

if she carried the pregnancy to

the very notion of

the young man before her, "Please, I need to terminate

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

this moment, you're keeping

a freak, it might just restore your

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

of hope

by her family, she was

lifeline was laced with venom, she was

Raegan,

due to that bitch! "Damn that bitch to

her timely visit to the villa

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

no response, she persisted,

to disturb Bryce's

irritation, Bryce

tousled blue hair,

offered a calm

"You're up.

class.” Bryce rolled

the bed, he declared, "Teach whomever

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

with a book, immersing herself

prevented Bryce

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

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