Love Unbreakable

He Seems To Care About The Baby Upon hearing the news, Mitchel's grip on the steering wheel tightened instantly.

Anxiously, he inquired, “What happened?" Jocelyn replied between sobs, gasping for air, "Lauren stood up, felt lightheaded, and tumbled down the stairs." "Have you called for an ambulance?" "Yes, it's on the way." Then, a melodramatic wail from Lauren filled the air.

"Ah, my head, my legs...

Where's Mitchel? I want to see him..." The feigning in her cry was unmistakable.

Raegan felt disgusted. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Mitchel, oblivious as ever, fell for this act again.

“Which hospital are you taking her to?” Mitchel inquired.

Listening to this, Raegan decided she had no reason to linger in the vehicle any longer.

It was better to exit on her own terms than to be forcibly ejected later.

She unbuckled her seatbelt, stepped out of the car, and proceeded to walk away.

Mitchel had broken her phone.

Now, she couldn't even book a train ticket on her phone.

Her only option was to hail a taxi to the train station first.

Behind her, the flashy sports car revved its engine audaciously and sped off.

Standing there, Raegan mustered a sarcastic smile.

As she had expected, she was left in the dust.

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

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

She didn't shed a tear.

Just then, a taxi pulled up.

Raegan reached for the door handle, preparing to enter.

Beep! Abruptly, a blaring horn erupted from behind, persisting in its clamor.

Turning around, Raegan saw Mitchel's sports car making its return.

Through the windshield, Mitchel's striking features were visible.

He rolled down the window and commanded, "Get in." A voice from behind snapped Raegan back to reality.

"Miss, are you getting in or not? If you're not, I'll take this taxi." Swiftly stepping aside, Raegan let the taxi go.

Once it departed, the sports car parked before her again.

Concerned about drawing attention, Raegan reluctantly climbed back into the car.

As she settled into her seat, Mitchel leaned in and probed, "Why did you walk away?” Raegan recoiled instinctively, gripping the seat's edge as she looked at him through misty eyes.

Mitchel simply secured the seatbelt for her.

After buckling her in, Mitchel maintained that posture and asked, "Why are you so scared 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 to breathe loudly.

Not wanting to anger him, she turned her face and said, "No.” Unwilling to waste more time, Mitchel reluctantly let her go.

Suspicion clouding her voice, Raegan inquired, "Weren't you supposed to visit Lauren?" Mitchel shot her a glance, replying, "You've been eavesdropping? Did I ever say 1 was going?" Raegan was momentarily speechless.

Well, he put it on the 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 on my own.

You don't need to drive me there,” she offered.

Furrowing his brows, Mitchel retorted, "Oh? How? By taking the train? You're pregnant.

What if something happens to you?” His words left her at a loss for a response.

For a fleeting second, Raegan sensed genuine concern for their baby from him.

But how could it be? She knew he had no affection for their baby.

An uneasy silence filled the car until Mitchel finally said, "I told you I'd accompany you to pay respects to your grandmother.

I won't break my promise.” Raegan was stunned.

She might have believed his promise if it had been in the past, but now...

She wouldn't trust him anymore.

She chose to say nothing, merely leaning back into her seat and shutting her eyes.

Taking a quick glance at her, Mitchel adjusted the car settings to comfortable mode.

The car smoothly continued its journey.

Meanwhile, in the hospital, Lauren sipped on a bowl] of nutritious soup with glee.

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

She had heard that Mitchel planned to go with Raegan to pay tribute to the latter's grandmother.

Lauren snorted.

How could she just watch them together without doing anything? She would never allow Raegan's wishes to be fulfilled.

So, her so-called accident came.

At this moment, Jocelyn, who stood by the door, said, "Miss, we have a visitor." Lauren immediately set aside the bowl she was holding and reclined on the bed, feigning illness.

As Kyle, Mitchel's assistant, stepped into the room, Jocelyn cast a puzzled glance around and inquired, "Kyle, where's Mr.

Dixon?" Clearing his throat, Kyle looked down and replied, "Mr.

Dixon is occupied with other matters.

He sent me to check on Miss Murray." Lauren, previously lying in repose, abruptly sat up, her voice edged.

"What did you just say?” Kyle repeated himself, adding, "Mr.

Dixon instructed me to find the finest doctor for you.” Lauren felt as if she'd been struck by lightning.

She was stunned.

After tumbling down the stairs, she hadn't anticipated Mitchel would only dispatch an assistant to visit her.

Grabbing the bowl from the bedside, she hurled it at Kyle, shouting, "You're utterly worthless! Why can't you bring Mitchel here?" Kyle dodged the flying bowl and stated, "I can't change Mr.

Dixon's mind." Jocelyn stepped in to smooth things over.

"Kyle, don't take it personally.

Lauren is just upset.” Lauren snapped, "Jocelyn, don’t bother.

He's useless and incompetent.

He can't do anything well." Kyle, now furious, retorted, "Fine, if I’m so useless, why not turn to Matteo? He’s more trusted by Mr.

Dixon than I am.” "You! What are you implying?” Lauren was practically choking on her rage.

She'd reached out to Matteo before, but he'd brushed her off and kept his distance.

She couldn't do anything about it.

Shifting her tone, Lauren instructed, "Jocelyn, leave us alone." Getting the hint, Jocelyn exited to stand guard at the door again.

Lauren beckoned.

"Come closer.” Kyle hesitated and stood still, filled with regret.

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

Following that, Lauren began pressing him for Mitchel's schedule.

She warned that she'd evidence of their affair and would sue him for raping her if he didn't comply.

Kyle snorted in his heart at this.

Lauren had a strong desire for sex, often making passionate requests in bed.

Each time, she climaxed multiple times before allowing him to finish.

Sleeping with her was more exhausting than manual labor, making him think a whore would be more worth his while.

Sensing his reluctance, Lauren threatened, "Kyle, think about your position at the Dixon Group.

Do you really want to give up all this?” It was his weakness.

Kyle had much to lose, and he knew it.

He moved to her bed and then kneeled before Lauren on the bed.

Lauren moaned, "That's...

That's it.

Oh...

You're improving..." Looking up, Kyle sneered, "You're a good teacher.” He could imagine how many men had shared her bed.

She had her tricks.

Lauren basked in the compliment.

She never stopped herself from enjoying such.

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

Thinking of Mitchel's handsome face heightened her excitement.

Finally satisfied, Lauren rolled over to be on top of Kyle.

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