For a brief moment, Raegan didnât know how to respond, biting her lip and contradicting her true feelings.
âPerhaps itâs because I donât like you.
.
Her words struck Mitchel deeply as if a needle had pricked his heart.
He was acutely aware that the Raegan who once adored him was long gone.
Yet, this didnât deter him.
He was determined to win Raegan back, despite her memory loss of their shared past.
âI can be patientâ¦â he whispered, willing to wait for her affection to rekindle.
As he gently rested his chin atop her head, his usual playful tone was replaced by one tinged with sadness.
At that moment, Raegan felt an unexpected twinge of sorrow, as though she was tapping into his grief.
She quickly brushed aside these contemplations, stating, âI need to leave now.
â
The constraints set by Erick were clear, and she couldnât afford to overstay.
Mitchel looked up, his voice rough with emotion.
âJust a Little longer.
Let me hold you.
â
They embraced in silence, their connection pausing the world around them.
It was as if, for that moment, they were the only two people in existence.
Raegan could sense the depth of his longing to keep her close as if wishing to merge her into his very being.
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Mitchel insisted on driving Raegan home.
Eventually, Raegan conceded, stepping into his car, her own driver trailing behind them.
In the shadows, a black luxury car harbored a pair of eyes watching them intently, emanating a chilling hostility.
Mitchelâs car and Raeganâs left one after another.
On the other hand, the black car remained to where it was parked.
Inside this car, the bodyguard in black turned to the back seat and asked, âSir, do you want to follow them?â
The mysterious man in the back seat rested his slender fingers against his chin.
He was pale as a ghost.
A hideous scar on the corner of his mouth extended upwards as if it pierced through his entire face.
Even the shape of the scar was terrifying.
He looked like a clown doll whose face was torn by something and sewn back together.
It took a while before the man answered, âNo need.
â His voice was hoarse and dry.
Obviously, his vocal cords were severely damaged.
âMeeting-up should be around the corner, anyway.
â
The way he said this, it was more like he was talking to himself.
His eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth curved into a terrifying smile.
Then, he instructed, âJust go back.
â
The black car immediately started and drove away in the opposite direction.
Soon, Mitchelâs cars pulled up at the Foster familyâs villa.
Mitchel still wrapped his arm around Raeganâs waist, not wanting to let go.
Although he sat quietly in the car, he felt endless happiness having Raegan by his side.