Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 93

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Upon hearing the news, Mitchel's grip on the wheel instantly tightened. Anxiously, he asked: "What happened?"

Jocelyn responded between sobs, gasping: "Lauren got up, felt dizzy, and fell down the stairs."

"Did you call an ambulance?"

"Yes, it's on the way."

Then, a melodramatic moan from Lauren filled the air.

«Ah, my head, my legs... Where is Mitchel? I want to see him..."

The fake crying was unmistakable. Raegan felt disgust.

Mitchel, oblivious as always, fell into the trap again.

"Which hospital are you taking her to?" Mitchel asked.

Hearing this, Raegan decided she had no reason to stay in the vehicle any longer.

It was better to get out on her own than to be forcibly removed later.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car and drove away.

Mitchel had broken his phone. Now I couldn't even book a train ticket with him. His only option was to first call a taxi to go to the station.

Behind her, the flashy sports car boldly accelerated and sped away.

Standing, Raegan gave a sarcastic smile.

As expected, they had left it in the gutter.

She could never outshine Lauren, but it didn't matter anymore.

Having been abandoned several times in the past, she was now numb to this.

He didn't shed a tear.

At that moment a taxi stopped.

Raegan reached for the doorknob, preparing to enter.

Beep! Suddenly, a horn sounded from behind, persistent in its clamor.

Turning, Raegan saw Mitchel's sports car returning.

Mitchel's striking features could be seen through the windshield.

He rolled down the window and ordered, "Get in." A voice from behind brought Raegan back to reality. iss, are you going up or not? If not, I'll take this taxi.

Quickly moving away, Raegan let the taxi go.

Once she left, the sports car parked in front of her again.

Worried about not attracting attention, Raegan reluctantly climbed back into the car.

As she settled into her seat, Mitchel leaned toward her and asked, "Why did you leave?"

Raegan stepped back instinctively, gripping the edge of the seat as she looked at him with misty eyes.

Mitchel simply fastened his seatbelt.

After buttoning it up, Mitchel maintained that posture and asked, “Why are you so afraid of me? Do you think I'm some kind of monster?

Even without physical contact, his proximity seemed to make her alert.

Raegan didn't dare breathe hard. Not wanting to upset him, she turned her face and said, "No."

Unwilling to waste any more time, Mitchel reluctantly released her.

Suspicion clouding her voice, Raegan asked, "Aren't you supposed to visit Lauren?"

Mitchel glared at her and replied, “Have you been spying? Have I ever said I was going to go?

Raegan was momentarily speechless. He put it on speaker and she could hear their conversation.

"I sent someone else in my place," Mitchel clarified.

Raegan remained silent, not wanting to be a burden to him.

«I can get there alone. “You don't need to take me,” he offered.

Frowning, Mitchel replied, “Oh yeah? As? Taking the train?

You are pregnant. What if something happens to you?

His words left her without a response.

For a fleeting second, Raegan sensed genuine concern for her baby.

But how could it be?

She knew that he had no affection for his baby.

An awkward silence filled the car until Mitchel finally said, "I told you I would accompany you to pay my respects to your grandmother." "I will not break my promise."

Raegan was stunned. I might have believed his promise if it had been in the past, but now…

He wouldn't trust him anymore.

He decided not to say anything, he simply leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

Mitchel gave him a quick glance and put the car in comfort mode.

The car continued its journey without incident.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Lauren was happily slurping down a bowl of nutritious soup.

His scraped hands and knees were a small price to pay for his trick of summoning Mitchel and making that bitch, Raegan, miserable.

He had heard that Mitchel was planning to go with Raegan to pay tribute to her grandmother.

Lauren snorted. How could he just watch them together and do nothing?

He would never allow Raegan's wishes to come true. This is how his so-called accident came about.

At that moment, Jocelyn, who was standing by the door, said, “Miss, we have a visitor.”

Lauren immediately put aside the bowl she was holding and reclined on the bed, pretending to be sick.

When Mitchel's assistant Kyle entered the room, Jocelyn looked around in bewilderment and asked, "Kyle, where is Mr. Dixon?"

Clearing his throat, Kyle looked down and replied, “Mr. Dixon is busy with other matters. “He sent me to check on Miss Murray.”

Lauren, who had previously been lying at rest, sat up abruptly, her voice curly.

“What did you just say?”

Kyle repeated, adding, "Mr. Dixon has instructed me to find the best doctor for you."

Lauren felt like she had been struck by lightning.

I was stunned. After falling down the stairs, she had not anticipated that Mitchel would only send an assistant to visit her.

He grabbed the bowl from the nightstand and threw it at Kyle, shouting, “You're useless! Why can't you bring Mitchel here?

Kyle dodged the flying bowl and declared, "I can't change Mr. Dixon's mind."

Jocelyn stepped in to smooth things over.

«Kyle, don't take it personally. "Lauren is just angry."

Lauren burst out: “Jocelyn, don't bother. He is useless and incompetent.

"He doesn't know how to do anything well."

Kyle, now furious, replied, “Well, if I'm so useless, why don't you go to Matteo? Mr. Dixon trusts him more than me.

"You! What are you implying? Lauren was practically drowning in her rage.

She had reached out to Matteo before, but he had rejected her and kept his distance.

She couldn't do anything about it.

Changing her tone, Lauren ordered, "Jocelyn, leave us alone."

Taking the hint, Jocelyn left to stand guard at the door again.

Lauren motioned to him.

"Come closer."

Kyle hesitated and stood still, full of regret.

Last time, he had drunk too much and ended up sleeping with Lauren.

Lauren then started pressuring him to give her Mitchel's schedule. She warned him that she had evidence of their affair and that she would sue him for raping her if he did not agree.

Kyle inwardly snorted at this. Lauren had a strong sexual desire, often making passionate requests in bed. Each time, she climaxed several times before allowing him to finish.

Sleeping with her was more exhausting than manual labor, which made him think that a whore would be more worth it.

Sensing his reluctance, Lauren threatened, “Kyle, think about your position in the Dixon Group. Do you really want to give up all this?

It was his weakness. Kyle had a lot to lose, and he knew it.

He walked over to his bed and knelt before Lauren on the bed.

Lauren moaned, “That's it… That's it. Oh… You're getting better…”

Looking up, Kyle scoffed, "You're a good teacher."

She could imagine how many men had shared her bed. She had her tricks.

Lauren enjoyed the compliment. He never stopped enjoying them.

But most of the time, she thought of these men as Mitchel.

Thinking about Mitchel's attractive face increased her excitement.

Finally satisfied, Lauren rolled over so she was on top of Kyle.

Breathless, she whispered, "Kyle, I'll take care of your needs today, but you have to do something for me."

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