Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

I Am Not Only Pursuing Her, But Also marryin...

Mitchel's expression darkened in an instant.

Yet, Henley remained indifferent to Mitchel's growing anger.

He scrutinized Raegan, asking with evident concern, "Are you okay?” Raegan
simply nodded.

Fury built up inside Mitchel to the brink of eruption, his longstanding resentment
toward Henley mounting.

With his tongue pressed to his teeth, Mitchel hissed, "I've truly had it with you,
Henley Brooks!" Their eyes locked in a silent

standoff, neither willing to back down.

"Mr. Dixon, you must be kidding." While Mitchel seethed, Henley maintained his
calm.

In an unaffected tone, Henley stated, "As adults, it's perfectly normal for Raegan
and me to spend time together.

Perhaps it's your conduct that requires scrutiny, Mr. Dixon.

After all, it's clear Raegan doesn't enjoy your company.” Mitchel glossed over
Henley's final remark, fixating instead on the

implication that he and Raegan were a couple.

What did Henley mean by them spending time together? Abruptly, Mitchel seized
Henley's collar, teeth clenched, and spat out,

“You think you're worthy?” Raegan's expression shifted.

Fearing Mitchel might strike Henley again, she reached out to intervene,
snapping, "Mitchel, let him go.” Initially, Mitchel resisted

releasing Henley, but the wariness in Raegan's gaze wounded him.

He relaxed his hold, retorting icily, "I've warned you.

He's no good.

And you should cease all contact with him.” Raegan bristled at Mitchel's
authoritarian stance.

To him, anyone he disliked was deemed no good.

She sneered, "Well, isn't that Just perfect? You're the only virtuous soul on this
planet, and the rest of us can’t match.” Her

sarcasm implied allegiance with Henley, casting Mitchel as the enemy.
Uncomfortably, Mitchel conceded, "Anyway, steer clear from this man.” Raegan,
incensed, shot back, “Mr. Dixon, by what right

do you dictate my life?” "I'm looking out for your own good,” Mitchel insisted. Her
patience worn thin, Raegan countered, "How gracious. But perhaps, Mr. Dixon,
you should tend to your own affairs?" Their bickering escalated. To onlookers,
they resembled a quarreling couple rather than two who had parted ways. A chill
flickered in Henley"s gaze as he seized Raegan's wrist, stating firmly, "We're
leaving, Raegan.” "Stay, Raegan,” Mitchel intervened, clutching her other hand
with an icy tone. "Let me take you home. Ignore him.” Raegan decisively freed
herself from Mitchel's grasp, replying simply, "No, thank you.” Mitchel's
expression darkened at her swift rejection. "Do you actually believe he's decent?
Are you aware of his vileness?" Before Raegan could respond, Henley
interjected, "Mr. Dixon, any misunderstandings aside, I refrained from disclosing
my feelings to Raegan while she was married. Now that she's single, I intend to
pursue her." Raegan stood, astounded by the revelation. Henley wanted to
pursue her? Mitchel's temper flared instantly. "You want to pursue her? How dare
you!" Yet Henley remained unflustered, a smile playing on his lips. "Pursuing
someone as stunning and capable as Raegan is daunting, but...” His gaze locked
with Mitchel's, a smirk evident. "For your part in freeing her, Mr. Dixon, my
thanks.” His words taunted Mitchel, sparking Mitchel's fury that resulted in a
punch that sent Henley sprawling, blood

trickling from his mouth.

Henley, unyielding as never before, countered with a swift punch to Mitchel's jaw.
They scuffled, each refusing to yield.

In healthier days, Mitchel would've easily subdued Henley, but his recent illness
left him winded after a few strikes.

Raegan cried out, desperate, "Enough! Stop it, Mitchel!” Mitchel hesitated, his fist
midair, which Henley used to taunt further, "I plan to court and marry Raegan.”
That provoked Mitchel to another assault, only halting when Raegan rushed in,
pushing him back. She then turned to Henley, concern etched on her face. “Are
you hurt, Henley?” Despite his worse condition, Henley had ceased his attack
when he heard Raegan's words, unlike

Mitchel, who seemed reluctant to stop. "I'm alright,” Henley assured Raegan
gently. The sight pained Mitchel. Mitchel grasped Raegan’s arm, his eyes
bloodshot with emotion. "Is he truly who you want?" Raegan was just irritated.
Was that even a choice? Mitchel's absurdity was laughable. The notion of being
in anyone's debt irked her.

Now, with Henley injured on her account, her stress multiplied.

With distinct irritation, she retorted, “Mitchel, I believed it was clear we're done.
Why continue hurting my friend?" Having said that, she assisted Henley to his
feet, preparing to head to the car.

Mitchel momentarily saw himself as a clown, the butt of his own joke.

He balled his hands into fists, noticing the reopening of his wound, now bleeding
again.

However, Raegan couldn't see this, or she just turned a blind eye to it.

His emotional turmoil and fury no longer held her gaze.

Overwhelmed by frustration, weariness, and a sense of defeat, he felt crushed by
their weight.

Watching Raegans departing figure, Mitchel declared icily, "Raegan, leave with
him and we're over for good." He recognized the

folly in his threat but couldn't bear her departure with Henley.

Raegan hesitated only a moment before resuming her exit without a backward
glance.

For her, their relationship had ended with the loss of their baby and their
subsequent divorce.

Mitchel's laughter broke through the tension as he mocked, "Raegan, have you
longed for this? Were you two involved even

before our divorce, eager to be together?” His voice carried a bitterness tinged
with envy he didn't acknowledge.

He spat out spitefully, "You're simply a woman I've left behind.

If you choose to be with him, you have nothing to do with me from now on.”
Mitchel was clearly enraged.

His thoughts were chaotic, blurring right from wrong, as he lashed out in anger.
He desperately wanted Raegan to turn back and look at him.

How could she discard him this desperately? Abruptly, Raegan halted, pressing
Henley's arm to silence him, whispering, "Just a

second.” She turned around to confront Mitchel.

His eyes locked on hers, Mitchel challenged, "Raegan, you think I can't go on
without you?" Smack! Raegan's slap echoed, her

hand throbbing with the impact.

Glaring at him, fury in her gaze, Raegan enunciated fiercely, "This slap is for our
baby."