Watching the bickering between Raegan and Mitchel, a strange sensation washed over Henley.

Mitchel appeared calm on the outside.

However, as a man, Henley sensed something else and could tell that Mitchel was enraged. Mitchel didn't even bother hiding it.

Henley raised his eyebrows and held Raegan's hand. The softness of her touch briefly stirred his heart.

He had always kept his distance from women. He would rather solve his needs by himself.

Under the influence of his mother, he looked down on all women and repulsed them.

However, Raegan changed his perspective. He no longer felt the strong aversion he once had.

At this moment, he firmly grasped her hand and smiled at Mitchel.

"Mr. Dixon, Raegan is now my girlfriend. I'll take good care of her.

I don't care about her past. But there's something I should thank you for."

Henley then paused for a brief moment, and the smile on his face seemed to widen.

“Thank you for letting her go, giving me the chance to get close to her."

Mitchel's expression darkened, his anger unmistakable.

If it weren't for the fear of upsetting Raegan, he might have attacked Henley right then and there, regardless of the consequences.

Henley's grip on Raegan was unyielding. Raegan looked up at Henley and was greeted with a warm, affectionate smile.

To anyone watching, it seemed as if they were exchanging amorous glances.

Actually, Raegan was taken aback. Henley's acting was impressive. The warmth and affection in his smile appeared genuine.

However, she was not comfortable with Henley provoking Mitchel. She knew all too well how dangerous it was to infuriate Mitchel.

When Henley's grip loosened, she seized the opportunity to pull her hand away and urged, “Let's go."

As Raegan withdrew her hand, Henley's expression dimmed slightly.