Love Unbreakable

Chapter 308 Pretense Being Discovered Katie's words carried a touch of grievance. This wasn't something she aimed for after enduring so much these years.

Katie came from a decent family.

Marrying into wealth was no challenging task for her. But for the public to get the wrong idea of her being Mitchel's fiancée, she put up with the coverage of belittling her for her failure to marry Mitchel.

She did it all for Mitchel. She was dead set on marrying him. To her, Mitchel's wealth and power were just the cherry on top. She had fallen for him for years. She was certain no one in the world could love Mitchel more than she did.©

.Chapter 308 Pretense Being Discovered Mitchel looked up at Katie, his words cold and unyielding. "I've decided to win Raegan back," he declared. "I'l talk | to my mother. If you find it hard to convince your parents, I'l handle it.

Don't worry. I'll take all the blame, so your reputation won't suffer." His tone left no room for discussion.

Katie realized the more content she had felt moments earlier, the more humiliated she felt now.

In essence, Mitchel was telling Katie that she was no longer useless to him.

After all, he had opposed the marriage with her all along. It was Katie who had spread the rumors and taken advantage of the situation.

At that time, Mitchel wasn't following entertainment news, so he remained unaware until it exploded in the media.

Although Mitchel had denied the

Chapter 308 Pretense Being Discovered rumors back then, the public assumed he simply wanted to keep it private, and no one doubted their relationship.

om Later, Katie approached Mitchel for help, expressing her reluctance to rush into marriage despite her parents’ consistent nagging. Katie proposed the idea of putting on an act of them being in a relationship to handle their own parents' nagging.

Upon hearing Mitchel's words, Katie felt a wave of dizziness and struggled to stand. It took her a considerable time to steady herself. She was wise enough not to fixate on the matter.

Quickly regaining her composure, she said gently, "Okay, it's up to you." Hearing this, Mitchel nodded without any expression. He started walking toward his car, and Katie hurried to catch up with him.

As Katie intended to hop in, Mitchel |

Chapter 308 Pretense Being Discovered turned to her. "I had asked Matteo to arrange another car for you," he said.

Katie's face paled at his words. In the | past, she and Mitchel often arrived and left several places together. Though Matteo was usually behind the wheel and Mitchel was in the backseat, she would simply sit in the passenger seat, leaving room for the reporters to spin some tales.

Just as Katie had expected, the reporters had always overlooked Matteo, constantly featuring her and Mitchel in headlines.

However, Mitchel wouldn't even let her get in his car now. Katie looked at him, a mix of fury and sorrow in her eyes.

Today's events had hit her hard, | leaving her feeling downcast.

| "Do you really have to treat me this ‘way, Mitchel?" Katie's voice wavered, betraying her upset, and she struggled

| Chapter 308 Pratense Being Discovered | to hold back sobs.

Mitchel, unable to ignore it, looked up | at her with a sharp, questioning gaze.

Feeling his intense stare, Katie quickly composed herself, holding back her tears. "I just meant we've always been seen together," she explained. "It was all for work, so people wouldn't misinterpret our relationship." Mitchel responded icily, "I'm not concerned about what others think.

I'm worried Raegan might get the wrong idea." Before Raegan's unexpected return, Mitchel paid little mind to such trivialities. Now, things were different.

Mitchel suspected Reagan might not be as affected by these rumors as he feared. From his observations, it seemed she wasn't particularly interested in him. Yet, he was keen to

avoid any misunderstanding. He'd learned his lesson from his indulgence of Lauren's doings. In short, he didn't want Raegan to misunderstand him again.

"I'l have the PR department issue a clarification," Mitchel stated flatly. "I hope you'll cooperate. From now on, Matteo will handle everything. You don't need to deliver any documents to me personally." Katie, at a loss for words, fought to maintain her composure and managed a forced smile as she replied, "I understand. I'll be more cautious in the future." "But Mitchel, my father's health has been poor lately. Could you delay the statement until he's better?" Mitchel's frown deepened, prompting Katie to quickly add, "It won't take long. Maybe just half a month, okay? Plus, I've already made a statement

before, and I've never told anyone that we're engaged. Could you do this for me, for my father's sake?" ; The Glyn family had always stood by Mitchel, supporting him when no one else did.

Mitchel, a reasonable man, nodded his agreement before stepping into his car.

Katie entered the other vehicle arranged by Matteo. As their cars crossed paths, she caught a glimpse of Mitchel's profile. Even in imperfect light, his features struck her as a work of art. This sight made her clench her fists.

Katie found herself thinking about the two people she had encountered near the bathroom earlier. She realized she wasn't the only one eager to see Raegan out of the picture. With this thought, she relaxed her grip and leaned back comfortably in the seat.

The glow from a street lamp illuminated her face, which now bore a determined, almost fierce look. She | was resolute. No one would take Mitchel from her.

In the other car, Matteo glanced over his shoulder. "Mr. Dixon, where to next?" he inquired.

Mitchel, massaging his temples wearily, replied in a subdued tone, "Just wait a moment." He was waiting for Raegan, who hadn't emerged yet.

Matteo, noticing the fatigue on Mitchel's face, couldn't help but feel concerned for Mitchel. He offered, "Should I get someone to drive you home, and I'll wait here?" "No, don't bother," Mitchel replied, glancing at the exit and checking the time. He was expecting Raegan to have |

come out by now.

Worried, Mitchel instructed, "Go check on her. If she's in trouble, help her out directly." Receiving the command, Matteo nodded and stepped out of the car.

Meanwhile, in the chamber, Raegan finished her water in one gulp. She had insisted she was driving herself and couldn't have any alcohol. But truthfully, she just had a low alcohol tolerance. Without a trusted companion, she wouldn't drink in the company of strangers.

The dinner was lively, with everyone in high spirits. Cary, seeking to further brighten the mood, offered to play some games.

Leaving early seemed inappropriate for Raegan, as it might dampen the lively atmosphere.

While seated, Raegan started feeling dizzy and her heart began racing. She tried to leave, but lost her balance as soon as she stood, breaking into a sweat.

Cary quickly summoned a waiter and assisted Raegan to the lounge.

Once in the lounge, Raegan's headache intensified, and she suspected something was wrong. She reached for her phone to call Erick, only to realize she didn't have it with her. It must have been left on the table.

Raegan struggled to her feet, intending to ask the waiter for her phone. As she moved towards the door, it swung open.

Cary walked in. His eyes widened upon seeing her unsteady stance. "Miss Foster, what's the matter?" he asked as he approached swiftly.

Raegan felt her head spinning, her body burning up. She struggled to focus. "Mr. Blake, could you help me get my phone?" she managed to say.

Cary reached into his pocket and produced a foldable phone. "Is this yours, Miss Foster?" he inquired, holding it out.

Raegan's vision blurred, making everything appear double, including the phone in Cary's hand. "Yes, it's mine. Please, hand it over," she replied, her voice strained.

Cary extended the phone toward Raegan. But as Reagan reached out, his grip unexpectedly loosened. The phone slipped from his hand and fell to the floor with a distinct click.

Cary looked down at the fallen phone and then at Raegan, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Oops, my bad. Your phone is broken now," he said casually.

Raegan crouched down to retrieve her phone, only to discover it was no longer working. Co At this point, a suspicion began to form in her mind. The restaurant's floor was carpeted. How could her phone have broken so easily? This thought, coupled with her current physical state, made her wary.

As Raegan surveyed her surroundings, she noticed Cary inching closer. A spark of realization ignited in her heart. With a determined effort, she bit her tongue tip and pinched her palm, forcing herself to stand. "Mr. Blake, I'm feeling better now. Let's leave," she declared.

Cary blocked her path, eyeing her seemingly composed expression with doubt. Had the pill not worked as he expected? Raegan met his gaze and offered a

smile. "Shall we go now, Mr. Blake?" she asked.

Cary didn't see this coming. If the pill didn't work on Raegan, manipulating her would be challenging. If the drug had taken effect, he could argue that a delirious Raegan seduced him.

But if the pill didn't work on Raegan, Raegan might accuse him of sexual harassment. This possibility made Cary uneasy. With an awkward smile, he said, "I'll stay here for a bit more rest. You go ahead." "Okay. See you later, Mr. Blake." Raegan maintained her composure as she spoke.

Raegan was about to open the door when Cary's somber voice stopped her.

"Wait a second!" His voice made Raegan's heart race.

She froze, hearing the sound of leather

shoes approaching.

"Miss Foster, what's wrong with your arms? Why are they trembling like | that?" Cary was getting closer to Raegan, filled with feigned concern.

"How about I take a look at your arms? I'm quite skilled in massage," Cary offered.

At his words, Raegan felt a chill run down her spine. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead. He had discovered her pretense! Just as Cary's hand menacingly reached toward Raegan, in a swift motion, Raegan spun around and hurled her phone at his forehead with all her might.

"Ouch!" Cary yelled in pain.

Seizing the moment, Raegan lunged for the door handle. To her dismay, it was locked.

The next second, Cary grabbed Raegan's foot and yanked it fiercely.

With a thud, Raegan tumbled to the | floor.

Then, Cary's sneering voice cut through the air. "You bitch! How dare you try to fool me!"