Henley let go of Luciana but grabbed Raeganâs chin and pushed her against a wall.
âRaegan, you still donât understand whatâs best for you after all this time.
â
Raegan struggled to free herself from Henleyâs strong hold.
âStop it! Let me go.
â
Henley pinned her to the wall, his face twisted as he leaned closer.
âStop? Raegan, I came back for you.
Didnât you say youâd leave with me?â he said, stunning Raegan.
Henley moved closer, his breath near her ear.
âIâll take you away this time, even if youâre no longer alive,â he whispered.
Raegan looked at him as though he was insane.
As he tried to ki*s her, Raegan desperately tried to push him away.
âLet her go!â A deep, authoritative voice made Henley stop in his tracks.
Seizing her chance, Raegan shoved Henleyâs chest forcefully.
Caught off guard, Henley staggered backward a few steps.
Immediately, his gentle appearance disappeared, giving way to a cold look.
Raegan didnât pause to observe his reaction.
She rushed to Mitchelâs bed and took his hand, her voice filled with astonishment.
âMitchel, youâre awake!â
Mitchelâs forehead was creased with annoyance at Henleyâs appearance.
Yet, his expression softened at the sight of Raegan.
âDonât worry.
Iâm here.
â
Mitchel held Raeganâs hand tightly, his eyes scanning the room determinedly.
âNobody could bully you.
â
His stern look was aimed not just at Henley but at Luciana as well.
Particularly, the noticeable disappointment in Mitchelâs eyes made Luciana tremble, worsening the already strained mother-son bond.
Right then, Matteo had managed to break free from Henleyâs bodyguards and returned with backup.
With a sign, the bodyguards Matteo brought over proceeded to secure Henley.
The news of Mitchelâs injury had been kept under wraps until it somehow leaked, prompting Alexis to seize the opportunity to acknowledge Henleyâs identity.
Henleyâs unexpected arrival took Matteo by surprise, leading to the turmoil in the hospital room.
Henleyâs bodyguards were formidable, clashing with those attempting to capture Henley.
Henley smirked.
âHey, donât make a fuss.
Is this your way of greeting me?â
Mitchelâs gaze turned sharply intense.
âI merely rest for a bit, and all kinds of troublemakers show up.
â
He then instructed Matteo, âGet rid of all the irrelevant people.
â