Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 369 Lauren's Hatred The moment the accusatory words were hurled, Lauren instinctively bowed her head, trying to make herself smaller as she silently absorbed the barrage of curses and insults.

There was no way she could fight back or try to defend herself, nor did she intend to. This roof over her head was provided by this dirty man who made a livelihood from scavenging.

It may not seem like much, considering how much she had in the past. But at the moment, it was a sanctuary to her. Without it, she would have nowhere to stay.

Lauren wanted to get treatment for her ailments, but she didn't have anything

except the poor excuse for clothes on her body, and she didn't have any means to get the money.

The scars she carried were not just physical reminders, but also emotional wounds that never seemed to heal and only grew worse with time.

It was only when the dirty man with a limp left and silence reigned in the room for several minutes that Lauren dared to raise her head.

The evidence of her trauma was etched onto her face. One side remained unscathed, while the other bore the horrific marks of severe burns.

The injury was a harsh reminder of the moment she had been abandoned on the side of the road, her face brutally scraped against the unforgiving asphalt when a car accidentally hit

her, chunks of skin torn away in the merciless drag. The agony she endured was beyond words, a torment that cleaved through her very soul.

Despite the harrowing torment, Lauren gingerly got back to her feet and tried to ask the car driver for compensation, but the car driver refused and insisted I on calling the police and going through the insurance procedures.

Lauren was afraid the police would discover her past wrongdoings and arrest her, so she did the only thing she could think of at that moment.

That was to flee away.

Since she was unsuccessful in getting money from the driver, her injuries remained untreated. As time passed, the wounds turned into scabs and eventually healed until it became a rugged terrain of scars, hideous and

unpleasant to look at.

Lauren had cut ties with her family a while ago, and not long after,.she was stripped of her resources and connections. As horrific as the past few days had been, there was nothing she could do to change her fate but to sit in limbo, waiting for death to find her.

But even at that, the idea that that dirty man with a limp could throw her out was laughable. Just thinking of it roused the old Lauren, and a sinister light flickered within her eyes.

There was a creak and the door was suddenly pushed open.

Lauren had an unexpected guest.

There was barely enough scrap of fabric on her body to cover her dignity, but she felt no shame and made no move to hide herself from this

her head

dressed in dark attire, his face partially hidden by a

your revenge?" The question was direct and

the man's bluntness. She didn't bother to ask

she resign herself to this fate and allow

no matter how desperate she was

face. For one thing, Mitchel was safeguarded by a plethora of bodyguards. She couldn't get within a hundred miles of

get her pound of flesh, to make Mitchel and Raegan suffer for every ounce of horror she had

who wanted the same thing she did. What they stood to gain

only she cared about

he knew he wouldn't have to persuade

the floor and ordered in a voice devoid of emotion, "This is a good place to hide. Stay here and recover. When the time is right

he turned to look at her, she met his gaze without flinching. "Is there a poison capable of causing instant death?" Abel, seasoned in numerous assassination missions, instantly realized Lauren's intent. Lauren

the entire day scavenging, but all he had to show

Lauren cleaned herself up f and even tidied up the place. When she saw the dirty man

to turn at last." While the sudden hospitality

remarked, "If you can prove to me that you can contribute, then I will rethink my decision to throw

into labored gasps as the dirty man's face contorted into an expression

felt like the fires of hell were in his throat, razing everything in its path until his vocal chords were nothing more than

dirt-streaked finger at Lauren. "Ah... Ah..." "Clap!" Without even a hint of remorse, Lauren raised her hand and struck the dirty man

man's cries tapered off a few seconds later, his wide unseeing eyes frozen in a state of shock even

the dirty man. Now, she saw not a dirty man that had taken advantage

think rationally again, she dragged the man's body to the old refrigerator and stuffed

she surveyed

villas to filthy

how the mighty had fallen! Lauren wrongly assumed Raegan was the reason for her downfall. Raegan should never have returned alive! Without Raegan, Mitchel wouldn't have been

Raegan died when she fell into the river five years ago! Lauren's hatred seeped

one thing that had kept her going

was pushed open by a

"It's ironic, Mr. Dixon, that you're supposed to be sick yet here you are, strolling around as if nothing is wrong. My sister is so trusting and gullible that she stayed home today to cook liver porridge for you." Warmth surged up in Mitchel's heart when he

try to hide his joy and as such, Erick could see the pleased

Mitchel's smile to be particularly aggravating and he scoffed. "It seems that Mr. Dixon

downwards as he looked up at Erick. In a sincere voice, he told Erick, "Elder brother, you misunderstand me. I would never play with

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