Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

A Close Call At seven o'clock the next morning, Raegan got up and was ready to
go to the court for the divorce.

Her appointment was for half past nine.

It was still early, so she decided to take a bus there.

The episode at the shopping mall had _ spoiled Raegan's mood and didn't want
to dine out with Nicole.

When she got back home, she realized the baby’s clothes she brought were
missing.

She called the shopping mall, but they couldn't find them either.

Perhaps someone else had picked up the bag.

Once the bus arrived at her stop, she texted Mitchel, telling him she had arrived.
It dawned on her that the last time she texted him was before Lauren's return.
The text read, "Honey, when will you be back home?" It was from the day she
learned about her pregnancy.

At first, she wanted to break the news to him via text, but she thought it would be
better to do it in person.

Things didn't go as planned.

Alot had changed since then.

Most of the messages in the chat were from her.

Mitchel rarely replied, but when he did, he replied briefly.

She didn't think so much about this before.

But going through the chat history now, it appeared Mitchel had always shown
his lack of love for her.

Sadness crept into her heart again.

She quickly cleared the chat, deciding not to dwell on that ugly past anymore.
As she walked toward the bureau, she heard someone shout, "Thief!" A figure in
all-black clothes appeared out of nowhere and

pushed Raegan aside.

He was clutching a red purse and running away like the devil was on his tail.
Fortunately, Raegan supported her weight with one knee before her body could
hit the hard ground.

Awoman in a red dress ran after the thief.

Suddenly, she tripped and fell, spraining her ankle.

She looked at the passers-by with a painful expression and pleaded, “Help...
Somebody help me, please.

Some important drugs are in that bag.

My sick husband needs them ASAP." Although there were a few passersby, no
one offered to help despite her cry.

They just looked on as if they were watching a live drama.

Seeing this, Raegan shot to her feet.

She gave the thief a hot chase while shouting, "Hey, you! Stop right there!
Someone stop him! He's a thief!” Her shout drew the

attention of the passers-by in front.

The thief looked back at her and increased his speed.

Raegan did the same.

In a matter of seconds, the distance between her and the thief was shortened.
She used to be the star of the track team when she was in school.

Catching up with this thief was going to be a piece of cake for her.

She continued to shout, "Drop the bag right now! Don't let the thief go.

Stop him!" The thief was so scared that he didn't know when he ran into a dead
end.

A second later, Raegan caught up with him. Resting his hands on his knees, the
thief panted and cursed, "Fuck you! Are you out of your mind? Why did you
chase me? The bag isn't even yours!" Raegan looked at the face of the blonde
thief, only to discover that he was rather young. She panted and said kindly,
"Hand over the bag and turn yourself in. Trust me, this is not the right way to go.
You are still young." "Fine, if you want the bag, then come and get it." The thief
threw the bag at his feet and looked rather

submissive. When Raegan bent over to pick it up without hesitation, the thief
whipped out a knife and was about to jab it at her. “Why don't you just mind your
fucking business, huh? Go to hell, bitch!" The sun had reflected on the blade of
the knife the very moment he pulled it out. Raegan reacted quickly. She pulled
his shoulder and tilted her entire body to the side. The knife only bruised
Raegan"s arm as the young man struggled to remain standing. With a clang, the
knife fell to the ground. The thief lost it in an instant. He picked up the knife again
and yelled with red eyes, “How dare you dodge! You are finished today!" After
that threat, he raised his hand again and aimed for Raegan's neck this time.
Raegan's face turned deathly pale. Her eyes widened like never before. Was this
how she was going to die? After the thought crossed her mind for a fleeting
second, she reached out her hand to hold the blade of the knife tightly. Blood
oozed out of her palm within seconds.

It dripped down her hand. Shocked by the sight, the thief froze on the spot. He
looked at her like she was some monster. Afterward, he withdrew his hand as if
the knife was as hot as coal. The two of them stared at each other. Bang! A cop
kicked the thief and pinned him to the ground in a trice. Raegan, who had lost a
lot of blood, collapsed to the ground. "Oh my God!" With teary eyes, the lady in
red ran over and knelt by Raegan's side. She was horrified by the blood. Pointing
at the woman's bag, Raegan gritted her teeth in pain and said, "Check the bag.
Are the drugs still in it?" The teary-eyed woman fetched her bag and looked
inside it. She then said excitedly, "Yes, they are still there.

Thank you so much, miss.

Don't say anything more.

Let me send you to the hospital now." Minutes later, the ambulance arrived in
front of an hospital.

A doctor examined Raegan and determined she wasn't badly injured.

Raegan only had a few bruises and a cut in her palm.

As the doctor stitched the cut, the woman whose purse was stolen, stayed by
Raegan's side the whole time.

Raegan buried her face in the woman's shoulder, too scared to look at the
needle.

She had a phobia for needles and had a low tolerance for pain since she was
little.

She was such a softie for someone who was born into hardship. Any pain would
be magnified to an unbearable extent. Worse still, she had lied to the doctor that
she was allergic to anesthesia Just so her baby wouldn't get hurt. The stitching
made her scalp go numb. She clenched her teeth and burst into tears. The bag
owner's heart broke for Raegan. She wished she could take Raegan’s pain away.
After the doctor left, it took Raegan a long time to remember her appointment for
the divorce. Was Mitchel already waiting for her? Raegan took out her phone to
give Mitchel a call. She wasn't used to using her left hand, so the phone dropped
to the floor and tripped off. The woman helped her pick it up. “Please don't move.
I'll help you with whatever it is.” On the way here, the two of them had exchanged
pleasantries. The woman introduced herself as Luciana Lloyd. "Luciana, could
you please help me make a call?” "Sure! What's the number?" Raegan recited
Mitchel's phone number. After dialing it, Luciana asked curiously, "Who is this?”
Raegan replied, "My husband." "Okay." Luciana held out the phone to her.
"Ermm... Could you please speak to him for me?" Raegan still hadn't gotten used
to the pain. In the past, she always called Mitchel at the slightest injuries. She
usually burst into tears as soon as she heard his voice.

Now that their marriage was coming to an end, she felt she had no right to cry to
him. The last thing she wanted was to show her vulnerability to him.

She was afraid that she would lose control and burst into tears.

"Okay, what should I tell him?" Luciana agreed readily and asked.

"Tell him that I can't make it to the appointment this morning.

But I'll be at the court at two o'clock this afternoon." Luciana paused for a
moment before saying, "Got it.” The line went through

shortly after.

For some reason, Luciana turned and whispered on the phone.

Raegan pricked up her ears.

However, she couldn't make out the conversation.

She just heard Luciana say that they were in the hospital.

Luciana hung up and turned to Raegan again.

With a smile, she said, “Raegan, I hope you don’t mind me telling your husband
exactly why you can't make it to the

appointment.” "It's okay, Luciana.

It doesn't matter.” Raegan bit the insides of her lips.

Whether Luciana said it or not, Mitchel wouldn't care about her anyway.

"Are you getting married to this man today?" "Nah, quite the opposite.

We're getting divorced,” Raegan answered honestly.

"Divorce?" Luciana asked in surprise, "Why?" Raegan raised a brow, wondering
why Luciana was so interested in her business.

Didn't Luciana know the word, privacy? Reading her mind, Luciana smiled and
explained, "Bear with me, Raegan.

I have been through this myself.

Honestly, ] think you are impulsive.” When Raegan realized that Luciana was just
being kind, she said with a bitter smile, "Don't

get me wrong.

My husband is the one who asked for a divorce.” "How could it be? You are a
beautiful and kind- hearted woman.

Is he blind or something?” said Luciana while gnashing her teeth.

° Raegan found Luciana’s reaction amusing.

It warmed her heart that someone she just met had taken her side.

“He wants to marry someone else,” Raegan said.

The two of them chatted for another while.

When it was time for lunch, Luciana went out to get some food for Raegan.

The ward was quiet.

Leaning against the pillow, Raegan yawned and began to doze off.

Bang! Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Raegan's eyelids flew open.

She looked in that direction.

Atall and straight figure was standing in the doorway.

It was Mitchel.

He was wearing a black suit.

His face was so handsome and he exuded a dignifying and elegant aura.
Against the sunlight, he strode to her slowly.

It seemed that he was shrouded with a layer of sacred aroma, which made him
pure and pleasant.

Raegan's mind was jammed with many thoughts.

When she recalled the near-death experience earlier, pain tugged at her
heartstrings.

She felt both sad and aggrieved.

She badly wanted to show Mitchel all her injuries and then cry in his arms.