Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 79

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Raegan's grandmother was quickly taken on a stretcher to the ER.

Frozen, Raegan seemed apathetic. I didn't know what to do. His mind was in a mess.

Hector took off his jacket and draped it over Raegan's shoulders. He looked at her and asked, “Are you okay? Can you still walk?

Reagan's face was colorless. He seemed about to faint. However, he stood up with his hands on the edge of the bed.

His pupils were bright. However, the glow was hollow.

“Thank you,” Raegan said quietly.

She was grateful for having preserved her grandmother's dignity.

After stabilizing his feet on the ground, he began to walk slowly.

It seemed like a century had passed.

The doctor in the white coat reappeared. His face was grim as he sighed and announced, “I'm sorry. "We did everything we could."

His deep voice echoed in the cold, empty hallway like a predestined curse. It was as if Raegan had been hit by a huge rock. He stumbled back, his eyes wide with disbelief.

The next second, he grabbed the doctor by the white coat and shook his head.

«Doctor, you were wrong, right? It just can't be. "Your problem shouldn't be that serious."

The doctor had mentioned that her grandmother didn't have much time left, but he didn't say she was going to die today.

«You must be wrong, doctor. My grandmother can't be dead. This morning he told me that he wanted to eat the special cakes from his hometown. I had to go look for them later. How are you going to leave without eating them..."

Raegan slowly fell to her knees, her hands still clutching the doctor's robe. I was sobbing.

«Please... Save my grandmother. Bring her back to life. I'll pay whatever. Just bring her back…”

His voice gradually became tiny and breathy.

“At least let her eat a piece of cake and say goodbye to me before she leaves…”

How could his grandmother die on an empty stomach?

Raegan's hands shook as if she were convulsing. Her tears flowed like water and her screams echoed in the hallway. Soon a nurse arrived and lifted her by the arm.

«Young lady, I am very sorry for your loss. Our hearts are with you. We understand your pain, but please calm down. "You should go see your grandmother one last time."

Raegan kicked her feet and shook her head like a child. Her teary eyes were red and empty as she said, “My grandmother is not here… She is waiting for me in the living room…”

After saying that, he turned around and started running towards the living room.

Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed her arm.

Hector frowned slightly. Raegan's arm was too thin, like she was holding a pencil, which made Raegan look even more fragile and delicate.

He said, “Raegan, go take a look.”

It was as if a basin of cold water had just been poured over Reagan's head. He trembled and his long eyelashes hung down as he trembled densely. His appearance was as pitiful as that of a stray dog ​​on a cold rainy night.

Hector's hand slowly moved downward until it reached her wrist as he led her to the morgue.

With her head bowed, Raegan followed him obediently. His steps were light, as if he were a ghost.

The staff ushered them in, lowered their heads, and left.

There was a body on a cold iron bed. A white sheet covered him.

With her back against the door, Raegan stood frozen for a good minute. Then he took one step after another.

His entire body trembled as he lifted the white sheet. Except for her pale lips, her grandmother seemed asleep.

How could she be dead? No, he must have been having one of those deep sleeps.

This thought gave Raegan a glimmer of hope. With a smile, he said softly, “It's time to wake up, Grandma. You're kidding me, right? Is it because I haven't taken you home? My car is ready. Get up, let's go right now..."

Not a single muscle moved on the old woman's face. Not even his eyelashes fluttered. Seeing this, Raegan reached under the white cloth to hold her grandmother's cold, stiff hand. He choked on sobs: “Grandma, I don't want anything anymore. I want nothing more than to live in your house with you. Is that okay with you?

Raegan rested her head on her grandmother's chest, speaking in a very soft and peaceful voice.

«Say something, please. Even if it's just one word. Don't leave me alone..."

Despite screaming for a long time, her grandmother still did not wake up. Raegan held her grandmother's face and finally screamed.

It wasn't a sob or a moan. This time, it was a heartbreaking cry.

The scream was so moving that it could melt the heart of the devil himself.

«Grandma, you can't do this to me. How am I going to live without you? Come back to me. I'm not ready yet..."

His scream echoed through the room, but there was no response.

It had been over an hour since Raegan sat down on the bench in the hallway. He carried out the necessary procedures and contacted the Tenassie funeral home.

She was determined to bury her grandmother in her hometown.

Tenassie was more than 600 kilometers from here. Even if the body was transported overnight, it would only arrive there in the morning at the earliest.

Kendra, the nurse who cared for Raegan's grandmother, stayed by her side. He even urged her to rest in one of the rooms, but Raegan insisted on staying where she was. He wanted to be as close to his grandmother as possible.

It was time for Hector to leave. Although he felt sorry for her, he had to go. Today he was passing by and he was already very late.

As soon as he reached Raegan's side, she looked at him. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

Raegan stood and bowed solemnly to Hector. His voice sounded hoarse and broken.

«Thank you, Mr. Dixon. I don't have my phone on me right now. Please send me the invoice. "I will settle the expenses when I finish everything I have in hand."

Since it was an emergency, Hector had instructed his subordinates to take care of all medical expenses.

He looked at her again when he heard her address him as Mr. Dixon.

«You don't need to be so polite. You know I'm Mitchel's uncle, right? Why don't you call me Hector?

Raegan nodded.

“I know, but I insist on paying you once I fix everything here.”

Raegan had heard the way Tessa addressed Hector. His eyebrows looked a lot like Mitchel's. He had the habit of puckering them too like the other male Dixons.

Hector was a little surprised. Since she didn't address him by his first name despite knowing who he really was, the reason was pretty clear. It seemed that all was not well between her and Mitchel.

It didn't take him long to leave.

Raegan remained on the bench throughout the night.

At dawn, he finally left to go buy new clothes and some supplies for the funeral.

It was not yet eight o'clock when the hearse arrived from the funeral home.

Kendra accompanied Raegan to Tenassie. Because he had cared for the old woman for so long, he had developed an emotional connection. He wanted to say goodbye to the ingenious old woman.

When they arrived at the funeral home, Raegan calmly paid the fee and chose a spot in the cemetery.

There were no relatives left in Tenassie, so there would be no other mourners. That's why Raegan deliberately chose that secluded place. Although she was practically alone, she was determined to say goodbye to her beautiful grandmother properly.

From the funeral home, she went into town to buy some flowers for the ceremony, including the cakes her grandmother had longed for before she died.

Raegan hadn't shed a tear the entire trip. But as soon as she saw the cakes, a torrent of tears came over her. He couldn't contain them.

"What an unfilial granddaughter I am!" Raegan scolded herself.

He had not fulfilled any of his grandmother's wishes, no matter how small. How useless!

Surprised by her tears, the shopkeeper gave her an extra bag of pastries and said comfortingly: “Cheer up, young lady. No matter what life throws at you, you have to stick your neck out and never give up.

Take a bite of these delicious red bean flavored pastries. You will love them.

Raegan thanked the shopkeeper. She picked up a piece of cake and slowly put it in her mouth to taste it on behalf of her grandmother.

But as her teeth sank into the soft cake, pea-sized tears began to well up in her eyes again. Some reached his mouth. There was an explosion of salty and sweet flavors in his mouth, but all he felt was bitterness.

The shopkeeper was surprised.

"Isn't it good?"

Feeling weak in the knees, Raegan squatted and cried like a little girl.

I was sobbing.

«It's delicious... But my grandmother didn't get to try it before...».

His grandmother would never taste it again.

A day later, Lauren was stable and her father had flown in from Swynborough.

Mitchel was finally able to look at his phone. There were five missed calls from his mother.

There were no new messages, not even from Raegan.

For God's sake, why was this woman so stubborn? Couldn't he reach an agreement so that peace could reign?

Mitchel smoked three cigarettes to blow off some steam. Then, he swallowed his pride and called out to Raegan.

But his phone was off.

A bad feeling took over his heart. He was worried that something was wrong and asked Matteo to find out about the situation.

After hanging up the phone, Matteo sighed deeply and remained silent for a few seconds. Then he reported: “Sir, Mrs. Dixon's grandmother has passed away. "The funeral is in progress."

Suddenly, there was a ringing in Mitchel's ears. I couldn't believe my ears. He raised an eyebrow some time later.

"What did you just say?"

Matteo paused for a moment before repeating: "Your wife's grandmother is dead."

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