Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 423 I Was Worried Sick

After saying those words, Raegan felt her heart racing, silently hoping that Mitchel would sense the seriousness in her tone.

A short pause followed before Mitchel finally asked, "Why aren't you taking the ride anymore?"

Raegan felt a sinking feeling in her heart. He didn't get her silent plea for help!

The man started to think that Raegan was trying to signal for help and was close to breaking the phone in frustration.

Then, Mitchel's voice came through, slightly annoyed. "If you didn't want to take the ride, you should have told me earlier instead of having me wait."

The man froze, and Raegan hastily said, "I'm really sorry. forgot!"

"Don't even think about affecting my rating negatively. Just cancel the booking yourself!" Mitchel said before hanging up the phone, the annoyance in his tone evident.

This convinced the man of Raegan's claim, and he relaxed his guard slightly.

The man clumsily fumbled with Raegan's phone, asking in a rush, "Quick! What's the transfer passcode?"

Suddenly, Raegan's phone rang again, showing Mitchel's number.

The man looked confused. "What's this about now?"

Raegan, thinking on her feet, said, "He's probably telling me to cancel the ride. If I don't, he can't get to his next customer."

The man attempted to cancel the ride as Raegan suggested but struggled with the task.

As Raegan's phone kept buzzing, the man's frustration increased. "What's the deal with this useless phone!"

"Let me do it,

man looked at her, wary. "You're not trying to trick me into freeing you, are

is quick. Plus, if I handle the transfer, there's no risk

found Raegan's words sensible. Using fingerprint unlocking meant there was no chance of Raegan typing

me. I

trembled, and her face, once vibrant, was now

held the knife closer to

Raegan nodded repeatedly.

the knife close to Raegan's neck, watching her

look for another ride if the first one was missed. If not, her

head down and her body shaking. Yet, her gaze cautiously measured the

were mismatched in strength. The self-defense moves she had learned were more about protection than attack, not strong enough to be offensive. It meant she had only one chance. Mitchel appeared to have gotten her earlier hint, but when

the 500,

showed the man her screen, showcasing the

eyes narrowed, forming a menacing smile, his knife hovering perilously close to Raegan's neck, a silent threat to her life should she make even the slightest

voice, asked, "Can I leave now?" The man's laughter was

her voice breaking and her hands brought together as if to

tactically caused the knife to move away

from the knife unnoticed by the man, whose eyes focused on Raegan's lips,

turned under his leering look. Taking a deep breath, she adopted a pitiful

consented, the man, eager and impatient, started, "Yes,

interrupted by his howl of pain. "Ah!

fierce motion, struck him hard. She then took off

running, yet this place was deserted at this hour, with

kill you!"

surprised by his persistence. Even hurt, he was