âMiss Foster, my mother is fighting for her life because she saved you.
What do you think my reasons are?â Mitchelâs words were icy, showing no desire to see her.
âPlease leave now,â he stated.
The surrounding silence was terrifying.
Raegan felt like she had plunged into a freezing hole, her whole body trembling, even her steps feeble.
She leaned against the wall to steady herself before slowly saying, âMitchel, we are not Like thisâ¦â
Upon hearing her words, Mitchel turned around and regarded her coldly.
âWie?â he asked.
âWhat relationship do we have?â
Raegan paused, then said gently, âI love you and youâ¦â
âDiscussing love after divorce seems absurd,â he responded icily.
His voice was harsh and cutting.
âIf there was love, wouldnât we still be together?â
His words crushed Raeganâs fragile courage and confidence.
Mitchelâs features hardened, and a sarcastic half-smile formed on his lips.
âIf I recall correctly, Miss Foster, we havenât remarried, have we?â
His relentless verbal attacks left Raegan feeling vulnerable.
She concealed her trembling hand behind her back, unable to bring herself to look him in the eye.
Seeing Raegan standing there, Mitchelâs voice grew even colder as he commanded, âRemove anyone not involved.
No one enters without my permission.
â
Anyone not involved⦠The person who had once risked his life to save her now dismissed her as âanyone not involved.
â Raegan felt a suffocating tightness in her chest.
It felt like someone had twisted a key in her chest, tightening it so much that she could barely catch her breath.
The excitement upon seeing Mitchel alive vanished, leaving Raegan feeling completely deflated.
She watched his tall, rigid figure back, a whirlwind of confusion, despair, and disbelief swirling in her eyes.
As the bodyguard approached, Raegan gestured frantically.
âIâll leave on my own.
â Her voice broke with emotion, but she strived for composure, for his sake and her own.
Raegan tilted her head slightly to hold back the tears and said, âIâm sorry for bringing this up just after you returned.
Youâre right.
This isnât the time to bother you.
â
Automatically, Raegan attributed Mitchelâs harsh demeanor to the shock of his motherâs injuries.
Instead of reacting defensively, she stepped back on her own accord.
Without waiting for a response, Raegan hurriedly added, âIâm truly sorry about Lucianaâs injury.
If thereâs anything I can do, just let me know.
â
âLetâs discuss the rest when Lucianaâs okay.
â Raegan spoke fast, as if afraid Mitchel might say more.
After saying this, she didnât wait for Mitchelâs response and quickly turned to leave.
The elevator doors opened, and Raegan stumbled in, deep in thought, and collided with someone.
âSorry⦠Sorryâ¦â Raegan stammered an apology with her head bowed.
Luis looked down at Raegan in surprise.
âRaegan?â
At this, Raegan swallowed hard, fighting the urge to cry that threatened to overwhelm her once more.
Why did Luis treat her the same way while Mitchel treated her this cold?
Raegan lowered her head, her eyes brimming with tears, struggling to keep them at bay.
Her eyes might burst from the effort to hold the tears back.