Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 520 Did You Just Show Concern For Me (Part One) Raegan's mind was in turmoil, her thoughts a chaotic whirl. Repeatedly, she reminded herself that Mitchel had his reasons, and she shouldn't overthink it before the fight had even started.® "Miss Foster," a woman called out, pulling Raegan back to the present.

It was the client Raegan was meant to meet, who had just happened to run into her right here.

Raegan forced a smile, though it was strained. "Ms. Craig." The woman, the head of the media department, was direct and easy for

Raegan to talk to.

Noticing Raegan's ashen complexion, Ms. Craig expressed her concern, "You're not moving. Are you feeling unwell?" Raegan hesitated. Even a stranger could tell she looked unwell. Surely, Mitchel would have noticed. It was hard to believe he hadn't.

Mitchel was usually so observant. He must have noticed how distressed she looked just now. His decision to disregard it must have been because he didn't want to express his concern.

Ms. Craig offered, "Maybe we should postpone our meeting? Would you like to visit a hospital first?" Snapping out of her daze, Raegan smiled weakly. "No, I'm okay. Let's continue."

Ba eT A SE SER LARD REA I GF SR RL "What should we have for lunch?" "Seafood stew," Raegan replied.

They arrived at a popular restaurant, which still had a line. It wasn't yet the busiest time, so the crowd was manageable.

When they reached the front, the waitress asked what they would like.

Raegan replied, "Seafood stew." She had been eager to try the seafood stew Katie claimed was delicious.

The waitress apologized, "I'm sorry, but we've run out of the seafood stew for today." Ms. Craig, always enthusiastic and thoughtful, noticed Raegan's disappointment and tried to uplift her spirits. She gestured toward a large pot being delivered to another table. "Do

finish that entire pot on their own? Maybe we could ask them to share? We'll pay full price." Ms. Craig would not have made such a suggestion if

over and to her surprise, it was Mitchel and Katie. She was stunned that he would dine with

their eyes met,

didn't need to say anything. Her presence next to Mitchel felt like a declaration of

her heart

she was whispering self-encouragements to keep

now, not even a full day later,

shake of her head. "Let's not bother them. We can come back another time." Ms. Craig realized it

other dishes instead and began

steaming pot of seafood stew and smiled. "Ladies, this is from the lady over there. Please enjoy. It was portioned out before being served, so it's perfectly hygienic." Ms. Craig, taken aback, said, "Would you thank the lady for us?" The waitress

to see Katie's face, Ms.

smiled in gratitude, "People are kind these days, yet we shouldn't accept food from others so freely," Ms. Craig said, nudging the stew aside

try, spooning a taste into her mouth. The flavors burst, usually a sign of exquisite cooking, but all Raegan tasted was a bitterness. It didn't

see Katie's beaming face, which only added to her

say much, did they? Their actions are broadcasting

casually, "I did some digging. Turns out,

softly, "Could you elaborate?" Ms. Craig replied, "Actually, the postponed delivery of products from Crescent was no biggie for companies like us because our intent wasn't to make things difficult for Crescent in the first place. We were

this shift." Raegan felt a jumble

spot upstairs

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gratitude for the way you handled the repercussions of the