Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 927

"You Little liar," Henley scoffed.

"You like him."

During their conversation, Raegan noticed a brief lapse in Henley's attention and decided to seize this opportunity. With that, she lifted her knee and struck him in the part where it hurt the most.

"Argh!" Henley winced in pain and unconsciously loosened his grip on her.

Raegan took her chance. She pushed him away and stepped hard on his wounds.

Henley's handsome face turned pale, and his forehead beaded with cold sweat. She had stepped right on his injuries.

At last, Raegan leaped away from him. She had done it on purpose, and that was why she hit him on his injuries. His wounds, still healing, burst open. Blood gushed out, soaking his black trousers.

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Raegan was not a pushover. What Henley had done stirred hatred within her.

She looked directly at Henley, whose face was a mask hiding his true feelings. With an icy voice, she warned, "Try anything like that again, and I'll make sure you end up behind bars."

As soon as she said these words, she opened the door and was about to leave.

Just then, the secretary and two bodyguards blocked her way.

The secretary glanced at Henley and asked, "Mr. Brooks, shall we let her leave?"

Raegan's expression shifted. She hadn't anticipated that Henley had placed bodyguards at the door. To think, he was actually considering detaining her.

Using the sofa for support, Henley slowly stood up. As he wiped the sweat from his brow, his hand smeared blood across his face, adding a dangerous charm to his appearance.

He put on his glasses, regaining his gentle demeanor, and slowly said, "Raegan, I won't force you. I'll give you until tomorrow to think about it. But I'm afraid Nicole might not make it until then."

Raegan's complexion turned ghostly.

Once Raegan left, the secretary came in with a medicine box to tend to Henley's wound. She carefully cut open the blood- soaked suit pants.

As she cleaned the wound with an alcohol swab, her touch was gentle and her eyes were filled with desire.

She had thought Henley had no interest in women. But now, seeing otherwise, she wondered if she might have a chance.

With this thought, she became even more attentive in her actions, subtly brushing her chest against his thigh.

Henley was inexperienced in intimacy, but he wasn't naive. He raised her chin with his fingers and asked with a tantalizing gaze, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

The secretary looked up at Henley's exquisite face. The streak of blood on his cheekbone even enhanced his fierce allure. With a flushed face, she murmured, "Mr. Brooks, I can attend to your needs."

Henley remained quiet, a faint smile dancing on his lips. His long, cold fingers traced her jawline, and his knuckles grazed her slender neck.

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