Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 113

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In fact, Raegan had intentionally diverted her attention, trying hard to push the matter from her mind.

However, the day after Lauren's birthday party, the media was flooded with news about Mitchel and Lauren.

Several guests at the party had informed reporters that Mitchel and Lauren were deeply in love, and rumors about their upcoming wedding were confirmed by a source close to them.

Since this information had been made public on social media, it was evident that Mitchel had given his silent approval. With his influence, silencing such rumors would have been effortless.

Consequently, the topic Raegan had fought so hard to ignore resurfaced, making denial futile.

Raegan felt a pang of sadness, but she hid it skillfully.

Dropping his gaze, he nibbled on his straw.

“Henley, I apologize, but discussing this is not something I can do right now.”

Henley responded with a kind smile, “It's okay, Raegan. "My main concern is your happiness."

However, Raegan said seriously, "Henley, I think it's best that we keep some distance in the future."

Caught by surprise, Henley almost dropped his coffee cup.

He composed himself and asked quietly, “Has he bullied you again?”

Raegan simply shook her head.

“No, it's just that helping me always seems to hurt you, and I can't bear that guilt. "We should stop seeing each other."

Raegan's reasoning was straightforward. He no longer wanted to inflict pain on those who showed him kindness.

Henley clearly sensed his intentions from his serious expression.

However, the further she pushed him away, the more he longed to be close to her.

Unperturbed, he told her, "I'm not afraid of what he might do, Raegan."

Still, Raegan was adamant.

«I appreciate it, Henley, but I have already made up my mind. "I don't dare hurt you anymore."

Observing Raegan's unwavering determination, Henley's expression became somewhat gloomy.

He stopped teasing Raegan but stared at her, saying, "If that's what you really want, Raegan, I'll grant your wishes."

«Thank you for understanding, Henley. I hope life treats you well.

Raegan answered truthfully.

"As a final gesture, can I at least treat you to dessert?" Henley offered.

Moved by his sincerity, Raegan agreed with a nod.

There was a buffet at this hospital, so Henley told Raegan to stay seated while he went to get dessert.

Turning around, Henley's gaze changed to one of cold indifference.

Silently, he made his way to the dessert counter to place his order. Once he had his treat in hand, he returned another way.

When he met Mitchel, he didn't flinch at all. He greeted Mitchel with a tone tinged with sarcasm: "Ah, Mr. Dixon, have you come for coffee too?"

The irony was not lost on either of them, considering that the woman Mitchel was married to was waiting for Henley in the dining room.

Mitchel stood up straight, his legs looking even slimmer in his tailored pants, and replied, “I warned you to keep your distance from my wife. Have you forgotten?

Henley smiled and replied, “Oh, your warning? Yes, I remember it quite well.

Mitchel fixed him with an icy stare.

The mere thought of Henley and Raegan whispering sweet nothings to each other filled him with a violent rage that he had to suppress for Raegan's sake.

Mitchel said coldly, "If you remember, why are you still here?"

“Mr. Dixon, I choose to stay, because Henley hesitated deliberately, his intentions evident in his expression.

"Raegan is a good girl and I really like her."

Mitchel's eyes narrowed at this, his tongue pressing against the back of his teeth.

«Do you like it a lot? How dare you?

Undeterred, Henley got straight to the point.

«The sad truth is that you have lost Raegan's affections forever. "You can't even win his heart."

Mitchel felt his head spin and struggled to maintain his composure.

So Raegan had been sharing her marital problems with Henley?

His fists clenched in preparation to hit Henley, but he caught himself just in time.

He knew Henley was provoking him.

Mitchel tilted his head up and said contemptuously, “No matter what you think, she is still my wife.”

Seeing the anger on Mitchel's face, Henley decided to add more gasoline to the fire.

"Mr. Dixon, wouldn't it be exciting to make this a real competition?

Bang! Mitchel's fist flew, colliding with Henley's face.

Henley's nose began to bleed. Putting a hand to his face, he tried to maintain some dignity.

Mitchel was now a live wire, his eyes alight. He raised his foot, preparing for the next blow.

"Enough!" Raegan appeared, stepping between them.

«What's wrong with you, Mitchel?

Noticing his defensive stance over Henley, Mitchel's eyes narrowed, his heart sinking.

He scoffed.

"I see. I have arrived at an inopportune time, haven't I?

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Raegan replied, a bitter taste forming in her heart.

Mitchel's face twisted in anger as he watched her come to the defense of another man. His words became caustic.

«If you dare to deceive me, why couldn't I talk about it, huh? »

A pallor bathed Raegan's face, and she felt as if a weight was compressing her chest, suffocating her.

A mixture of exhaustion, numbness, and disappointment swirled in her head, plunging her into a deeper state of despair.

Hadn't she already lost hope in her relationship with Mitchel?

What could be more disheartening? Clearly, nothing.

Turning his attention to Henley, he offered, "Henley, let's get you to a doctor."

«Do you dare to go with him? Stay!”

Mitchel's fury boiled over. He attempted to grab Raegan but was thwarted by Henley.

With blood on his face, Henley faced Mitchel: “Mr. Dixon, are you planning to hit a woman now?

He took off his glasses and Henley's usual calm disappeared, replaced by a fierce glare. His arm, thin but powerful, acted as a barrier between Mitchel and Raegan.

No doubt he was provoking Mitchel.

Silently, Mitchel's fist flew, landing squarely on Henley and causing him to fall to the ground.

But one punch was not enough to appease Mitchel's fury. Veins visibly throbbed on the back of his clenched hand as he lunged to hit Henley again.

“Stop, Mitchel!” Raegan shouted, running forward to protect Henley.

Seeing that the fist was about to hit her, Raegan closed her eyes.

However, the expected blow never came.

When he opened his eyes, Mitchel's fist was mere inches from his face, stopped by his own force of will.

Mitchel's attitude turned icy. How could he have the nerve to raise his hand to Raegan?

His gaze remained glued to Raegan's face as he shouted in frustration, "Are you taking his side?"

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