Love Unbreakable

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Lauren turned, feigning surprise.
"Raegan, what brings you here?"
Her tone was calculated as if she owned the place.
Raegan's eyes, rimmed red with emotion, studied Lauren coldly.
Raegan couldn't help but notice Lauren's slightly protruding belly.
As a woman, Raegan recognized the signs of pregnancy, not merely weight gain.
Lauren's pale, drawn face made the pregnancy more pronounced.
A wave of fury washed over Raegan.
Mitchel had deceived her all along! Lauren's being transferred to the mental hospital and Mitchel's alleged revenge for her sake
were nothing but fake.
Here was Lauren, by Mitchel's side.
Worse still, she was pregnant.
"Raegan, I've always wanted to apologize..."
Lauren's eyes brimmed with tears.
"I was naive and intrusive, always bothering Mitchel and upsetting you."
Her demeanor had shifted from arrogance to a feigned vulnerability.But Raegan was not impressed at all, her eyes full of hatred.
Tessa’s dying confession echoed in her mind.
Lauren had been the one who orchestrated the killing of her last unborn child.
With icy resolve, Raegan struck Lauren across the face.Lauren staggered, falling against the sofa.
"Ouch..."

Lauren clutched her belly, grimacing in pain.
But Raegan, facing her directly, saw the truth.
The slap couldn't have caused such a dramatic reaction.
Lauren was playing the victim again, trying to frame Raegan.
Seeing this, Raegan decided to play into Lauren's act, to expose her duplicity.
Approaching Lauren, Raegan asked with feigned concern, "Are you okay?"
Lauren, her lips bitten and eyes teary against her pale face, looked truly pitiable.
Yet, she seemed unaware of her appearance.
"Why did you hit me as soon as you came in?"
Lauren questioned.

Raegan replied with a smile, "You're still talking? You must be fine, then."
The next second, without hesitation, Raegan swiftly slapped Lauren, not once, but three more times.
This time, Raegan gripped Lauren's hand to prevent her from falling or exaggerating her reaction.
"Ah!"
Lauren, covering her swollen face with her free hand, burst into tears.
Raegan's voice was laced with sarcasm, "You enjoy playing the victim and accusing others falsely, right? I'm just helping you
out."
"Raegan, I just apologized for any past offenses..."
Ignoring Lauren, Raegan yanked Lauren's hair and slapped her again.
"I'm sorry, I hit you.I apologize.Is that what you meant?"
Lauren was defenseless against the slaps and on the verge of losing her composure.

After being released from the mental hospital, her body was severely weakened.
The strain of the pregnancy, particularly with a child she hadn't planned for, had depleted her of essential nutrients.
It took her several days to gather enough strength to recover.
"Raegan, why do you despise me that much? My relationship with Mitchel isn’t what you think..."
Lauren's voice deliberately trailed off, taking on a provocative tone.
It appeared she was insinuating that her relationship with Mitchel was exactly what Raegan suspected.
Raegan, seizing Lauren's hair, slammed Lauren's head against the sofa, her gaze icy.
"You know exactly why.You harmed my child.Did you think I'd let that go?"
Lauren, eyes wide with panic, stammered, "Raegan, you've misunderstood.I would never..."
"Raegan!"
At that moment, Mitchel intervened, trying to pull Raegan away to stop the commotion.
"Don't touch me!"
Raegan yelled, forcefully shaking off Mitchel's hand.Her revulsion was palpable.
The sight of Mitchel and Lauren together sickened her.
Suddenly, a wave of nausea overwhelmed Raegan, darkening her vision and unsteadying her feet.
Mitchel reached out to help, but Raegan stepped back, regaining her balance.
Through clenched teeth, she demanded, "Mitchel Dixon, I'm done abiding by our agreement.Sign the divorce papers soon, or I'll
make this public."
With that, Raegan turned and walked away, refusing to let their presence sour her mood any further.
Mitchel started to follow, but Lauren, clutching his trouser leg, cried out in pain.
"My stomach...I think I'm bleeding..."

A pool of vivid red appeared on the floor.
Mitchel, frowning, turned to Matteo who had just entered.
"Take her to the hospital.Keep a close eye on her, and ensure nothing goes wrong."
Mitchel then left Lauren and hurried after Raegan.
Lauren bit her lip, feeling abandoned.
She dared not cause further trouble, remembering the suffering she had in the mental hospital.
Lauren knew she had to maintain her composure and avoid a confrontation with Raegan.
Challenging Raegan openly could only make her life more miserable.
With her fists clenched tightly, Lauren reassured herself that this humiliation was only temporary.
She was determined to reclaim everything she believed was rightfully hers!Meanwhile, Mitchel found Raegan arguing with
bodyguards by the elevator.
"Let me go! What right do you have to keep me here?"
At Mitchel’s signal, the guards stepped aside.
As Raegan moved to leave, Mitchel caught her waist from behind, lifting her into the elevator.
"Don't touch me!"
Despite her resistance, Raegan cautiously refrained from struggling too fiercely, fearing a fall.
"Please, Mitchel, don't touch me with your filthy hands," Raegan pleaded, her voice thick with repulsion.
But Mitchel ignored her protests.
He helped her into the car and secured the seatbelt.
Raegan tried to escape, but as Mitchel settled into the driver's seat, he restrained her hands to her chest, holding her firmly in
place.

Raegan's anger boiled over, her face flushed with fury.
"You bastard! Go back to your precious Lauren.If you're so fond of each other, why not release me from this misery? Do you take
pleasure in tormenting me? Bastard! Jerk! You're nothing more than an animal!"
Remembering how Mitchel had imprisoned her, mistreated her, yet cared for Lauren, who was pregnant, Raegan's rage
intensified.
Lauren, though not directly responsible for the attack, had masterminded it, providing Tessa with the means and support.
Even if Tessa was out of the picture, it didn't change the fact that Lauren had played a role in the loss of her child.
Raegan glared at Mitchel, her anger unbridled.
"Get your hands off me.I'm done with this charade.I'll explain to your grandpa myself!"
She couldn't stand the thought that Mitchel was in the same car as her.
The thought of Mitchel secretly aiding the person behind their first child's demise filled her with uncontrollable fury.
Mitchel, noting Raegan's pallor and labored breathing, felt concerned.
He softened his tone, “Raegan, please, just calm down for a moment."
Determined not to let him touch her, Raegan clasped her hands tightly, forcing herself to regain composure.
As her breathing steadied and she quieted down, Mitchel loosened his grip and tried to explain, "Things aren't what you think."