Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 2103

Feeling utterly distraught, Raegan rested on her foster father’s shoulder, staring blankly at the deserted road stretching out behind them.

The young Raegan couldn’t grasp why they needed to flee, but her foster father’s evident panic made her cling to him, pressing her face against his neck to hold back her tears.

Still too young to sense the impending danger, the young Raegan now lay in the cold mud, her eyes widening with horror as the man in the red suit drew nearer.

The fear was palpable in her throat, rendering her speechless.

To her relief, the man halted about five meters from the muddy patch where she had been hiding.

The man knelt, picked up a bloodied limb of her foster father, and hurled it toward her foster father’s face.

“Heh.

” With a chilling laugh, the man tossed out what he thought was a witty remark.

“Runs your leg off, you idiot.

”

Then, the man tilted his head back, observing the sky as it darkened further, a heavier rain imminent.

With the temperature dropping and a severe storm approaching, the man surmised that the young Raegan, if not fatally injured by the fall, would unlikely withstand the harsh conditions.

Thus, the man then climbed into the red sports car and sped off.

The young Raegan, her legs numb, was immobilized in the mud.

She watched as her foster father’s eyes remained wide open, even in death.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

It was a horrific, indescribable sensation that engulfed her small frame.

Summoning all her strength, the young Raegan managed to crawl out of the dark mud, finally collapsing beside her foster father.

“Daddy… Wake up…”

But the young Raegan couldn’t grasp that her foster father would never respond to her again.

The man who had rescued her from a garbage dump and cherished her like a precious gem would never wake up again.

The young Raegan crawled out of the mud, narrowly escaping freezing to death.

However, the profound shock triggered a fever that confined her to the hospital for a week.

When she regained consciousness, her mind had locked away the horrifying memories of that night.

Until today.

Davey, seated on the high chair before Raegan, and the cake in front of him, suddenly jolted her memory, which had been numbed by the cold.

The intense rush of memories left Raegan speechless.

Her body shook, her teeth clattering not

from fear, but from sheer anger at the beast who had murdered her foster father!

Davey, observant and sharp, noted the shift in Raegan’s demeanor and realized she had recalled the incident.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, his smirk widening as he commented, “Not bad, seeing the cake and remembering everything.

”

“You!” Raegan gritted her teeth, overwhelmed by a surge of hatred, but found herself unable to speak further.

“Don’t rush.

Take your time,” Davey said, his voice calm, his smile attempting to soothe her.

Raegan wished for a knife at that moment to kill Davey, yet she understood such an action was beyond her reach.

Even armed with a knife, overpowering him would be a formidable challenge.

Davey had successfully kidnapped her from the well-secured Clifford family’s manor, a testament to his dangerous capabilities.

She reminded herself that giving in to hatred and agitation would solve nothing.

Remaining composed was essential to devising an escape plan.

Raegan pressed her nails into her palm, using the pain to anchor her composure.