Two days later, a private plane, arranged by Henley's parents, was ready for them at the airport.

Raegan and Henley traveled in a specially equipped rescue vehicle to the airport.

As Raegan gazed out the window during the journey, a sense of heaviness filled her heart.

She hadn't seen Mitchel since their last encounter. Later, she caught the Dixon Group's official statement on television.

The situation seemed dire, with Mitchel engulfed in the midst of it all.

Raegan felt like an outsider, able only to watch the news, powerless to assist Mitchel in his time of need.

She became increasingly aware of the vast chasm between herself and Mitchel, feeling her world drifting farther from his.

Henley, reclining on his side, watched Raegan intently, his gaze deep and unreadable.

Ever since he discovered Raegan was the little girl from his past, Henley noticed a change in himself. He had become possessive, almost obsessive.

He disliked seeing Raegan lost in thought, her mind possibly wandering to Mitchel.

The thought nagged at him incessantly.

“Raegan," Henley called out, breaking her reverie.

Raegan turned to him and asked, “Yes? What is it?"

“Do you ever regret it?" Henley asked, his tone serious.

Raegan, initially perplexed, thought he was referring to their journey together for his abroad treatment. She offered him a reassuring smile, her voice carrying a comforting tone, “Of course not, Henley. I'm here for you, and I'll stay by your side until your leg is completely healed.”

Henley's gaze intensified as he asked, “What if my condition is incurable? What if I remain disabled forever?"

"No, you won't," Raegan reassured Henley.

"Well, I'm just stating the ‘what ifs'." Henley hesitated, his refined features half-lit in the dim glow, carrying a trace of coldness.

“Will you stay by my side and take care of me forever?"

Raegan fell silent, caught off guard.