ALL of a sudden, Henley chuckled weakly.
âSee? Raegan⦠She cried for meâ¦
She cares about meâ¦â
Even though he spoke in broken phrases, it was a tremendous struggle for Henley to articulate his words.
After saying that, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Henley looked at Mitchel, a weak smile on his lips, whispering something inaudible to others.
Then, Mitchelâs expression turned cold, his aura intimidating.
Mitchel glared at Henley and hissed, âYou brought this on yourself.
â
Mitchel then spun around, his intense gaze locking onto Raegan.
Caught off guard by his stare, Raegan stood rooted to the spot.
He strode toward Raegan, gripping her shoulder firmly, and swiftly led her to his car.
âOuchâ¦â Raegan winced in pain.
âMitchel, where are we going?â
Mitchelâs hold softened, but he firmly grasped her hand, his voice stern, âGet in the car.
â
His expression was stern and unyielding as he addressed her.
Raegan, concerned for Henley, resisted, âWe canât leave Henley like this.
Please, Mitchel, help himâ¦â
She looked at Mitchelâs unyielding face, pleading for Henleyâs life.
âPleaseâ¦
Iâm begging you⦠We have to save him.
â
Even though Henley had brought this upon himself, Raegan couldnât help but think, if she abandoned him on the road, how would she be any different from Henley? 2 âBegging me?â Mitchel, lighting a cigarette, inhaled deeply, his features obscured by the smoke.
After a pause, he scoffed, âRaegan, do you think Iâm an idiot? You expect me to save him after everything?â
Raegan froze at Mitchelâs icy demeanor.
Hesitating momentarily, Raegan reached for the door, intent on leaving.
But Mitchel halted her escape.
Mitchelâs gaze, icy and penetrating, unnerved her.
âDo you really find it so hard to leave him?â he asked, a sharp edge in his voice.
âNo, itâs not that,â Raegan replied, shaking her head.
âI just canât abandon him like this.
â