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

be within his

reluctant acknowledgment

found himself increasingly invested in Raegan, a realization that soured

women held little value, a sentiment rooted

mother had given birth to him, only to neglect and mistreat him as if he were

lay dying from her excesses, he shed no tears,

she struggled through

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

not ready to consider

yet was determined to rely on no one

a serene smile, Henley reassured,

have me Join you on the journey abroad.” Raegan, unconvinced of the _ feasibility of accompanying Henley

one moment," she said before retrieving the gifts Gerda had given her and presenting them to

Henley declined, "No, Raegan.

Take them.

gave them

to accept what she felt was not

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

rejection inflicted an unfamiliar

wasn't supposed to be like

a genuine interest in her? Interrupted by a call, Henley responded indifferently, his attention shifting back to Raegan's window, "Let her know something and

Triclinium Hospital

herself confined in a pitch-black

reminiscent of decay, a grim

her feet, prompting her to suppress her disgust for

was her penance for yet another thwarted attempt

protested her sanity vehemently, claiming she'd been

demeanor shifted to solemnity upon her declaration, convincing them of her delusion, and

time, Lauren learned to play along with their

idea of escape, consumed with the desire

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

door groaned open, and a shadowy

obscured his features, allowing Lauren only the faintest impression of

it be Mitchel? Overwhelmed, she rushed to

by a sharp kick from

leather shoes.

but shrill scream, coupled with the fluffy touch, made her

she

Lauren shrieked

beg

You owe me, Mitchel.

her will

it...” Her ravings painted the picture of someone

voice cut

the unfamiliar,

It was not Mitchel’s.

shred of composure, she

The man's voice carried

here to save you.” Lauren, puzzled, echoed, "Save me? But why?” Instead of answering, the man

as if lightning had struck

experienced recently now

inhaling peculiar odors, but the truth

child had to be Kyle’s,

drugs to feign

to term, the baby would be

rejected the very notion of giving

young man before her, "Please, I need to

give birth to it." "Well..." The

this moment, you're keeping

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

that, he departed, the resounding clang of the

flicker of hope ignited within

family, she

if this lifeline was laced with venom, she was desperate to

confront Raegan,

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

made her timely visit to

only a maid in attendance, she learned of Bryce's presence upstairs and proceeded to knock on his

response, she persisted,

to disturb

irritation, Bryce yanked open the

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

a

"You're up.

class.” Bryce rolled his

the bed,

entered and began playing a pre-

with a book, immersing herself

Bryce from returning

that farther away?” Ignoring

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