Never See Her Again Raegan's heart skipped a beat at what she perceived as the most beautiful sound on Earth.
She snatched the ID card from Mitchel’s grasp and slapped it down on the table.
"We're here!" In that instant, Mitchel’s towering figure seemed to crumble.
Shortly after, the divorce certificates were placed before them.
Raegan calmly slid hers into her handbag.
Mitchel, on the other hand, stood as if lost in a fog.
His face turned a shade paler at the sight of the official document.
For the first time, he despised the walls that surrounded them.
Raegan took the divorce certificate for Mitchel and shoved it into his arms.
"Don't hold up the line.” The paper felt like fire against Mitchel's chest, burning far deeper than the skin.
He remained rooted to the spot.
By the time he returned to his senses, Raegan had already gone out.
Mitchel hurried after her.
When he saw her getting into a taxi, he, in desperation, grabbed her hand.
Raegan jerked and tried to shake off his grip.
As it turned out, he had seized her injured right hand.
“Ouch! Let me go!" Raegan cried while glaring at him.
Pained by the coldness in her stare, Mitchel held her hand tighter and offered, "Let me drive you home.” "No, thank you,"
Raegan refused without a second thought.
When the taxi driver saw the standoff, he picked up another passenger and drove off.

Raegan was fuming.
Sadly, she was unable to break free from Mitchel's grasp, so she eventually stopped struggling.
Mitchel mistook her calm for a sign of hope.
Though a glimmer of hope rose in his heart, he acted tough.
"Do you want me to carry you in my arms, or will you come along without a fuss?” Raegan was too mad to say a word.
Before she could react, Mitchel had swept her up into his car and buckled her in.
However, she, quick as a flash, unbuckled the seat belt and lunged for the door.
Mitchel had seen through her and immediately locked the door from his side.
Seething, Raegan turned to him and demanded through gritted teeth, "Unlock the door." "T'll drive you home," Mitchel insisted.
"Didn't you hear me? I said, unlock the door!" Raegan, with her patience wearing thin, took out her phone and dialed the police
right there.
"Raegan!" Mitchel reached out to stop her.
He never expected she would actually call the police on him.
With his face drained of color and his voice laced with sorrow, he relented.
"Fine.

But there's something I want to say to you first.
After that, you can do as you please.” Raegan just stared at him in response.
"Raegan, I only saved Lauren that day to pay off my debt.
She once saved my life, after all.
1 had no idea you'd get hurt.
If I had known, I never would have gone after her," Mitchel explained in a hoarse voice.

touched, nor angry. "Are you done? Can I go now?" Her words

time I see you, I'm reminded of how you left me in the parking lot to save another woman and how you ignored me when I begged you to save my baby.” Raegan tried, with all her might, to keep her emotions in check. She was through with him. She felt neither love nor resentment toward him. Just nothing. Mitchel's face went as white as a sheet at her every word. Moreover, he felt as if a sharp blade was lodged in his chest, rendering him breathless. Though he had agreed to get a divorce because she threatened him with her life, he did not know how to face her for now. As she prepared to exit the car, Raegan looked at his pale face and said with a faint smile, "Take care. Let this be our last goodbye.” Her smile was sincere and not forced. It was as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She felt no need for drawn-out goodbyes. After all, she wanted nothing but for their paths never to cross again. To her disappointment, she might see Mitchel again. The terms of their divorce required discretion

wore was unbearable to him. It was a silent reminder of all he had lost. As he watched her receding figure, a bitter taste filled his mouth. But then, slowly, darkness overtook his sight. Before he knew it, he slumped over in the car, unconscious. But before he lost consciousness, he saw Raegan look back at him. Mitchel was somehow relieved. At last, she had cast a glance

But the truth was, Raegan did not turn around.
It was just his imagination.
When Mitchel's eyes fluttered open, he found himself staring at the white ceiling of a hospital room.
Matteo had brought him here.
Mitchel had not slept for days.
With exhaustion taking its toll on him and his surge of anger, he vomited blood and passed out.
"Has she come by?" Mitchel asked.
The first thing he thought of when he woke up was Raegan.
Of course, Matteo knew very well who Mitchel was talking about.
He could not help but be flustered as Mitchel stared at him expectantly.
Regardless, he had no choice but to speak the truth.

Why call me? I'm not a doctor. You'd be better off calling Luis. And, Mitchel and I are divorced. There's no need to update me on his condition." Matteo reported everything to Mitchel without sparing any details. After a long, deafening silence, Mitchel

to avoid marriage himself. Meanwhile, after returning to her house in Crystal Bay, Raegan did not go out for a whole week. The hospital had not been a place of rest for her. But now that the divorce was over and she was in her own space, she surrendered to sleep. She indulged in a carefree lifestyle, eating just once a day, and spent most of the past three days sleeping. As the days slipped by, Raegan turned her attention to unresolved matters.

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