Dressed in a black cashmere coat with a bright red tie, he exuded a blend of youth and commanding presence.

The angled sunlight enveloped him, lending a radiant glow to his figure as if he were an ethereal being stepping into the earthly world.

Raegan, momentarily spellbound, was whisked back to a wintry day from ten years earlier.

At that time, she had been the victim of a cruel prank, soaked in freezing water, shivering amid a mocking crowd.

Then, a commanding figure appeared before her, his voice as crisp as the winter air, “Hey, you must Learn to stand up to bullies.”

He was like a ray of light in her darkest hour, his presence reaching deep into Raegan's soul.

Engrossed in her memories, Raegan didn't notice his approach until he softly took her hand, saying, "Let's go."

His touch brought warmth, and, slightly dazed, she followed him into the car, unaware of their destination.

The car eventually stopped.

Before Raegan loomed the imposing building of the City Hall.

City Hall? Raegan's eyes widened in astonishment as she turned to Mitchel.

"Why are we here?"

“To honor your promise."

Raegan's mind reeled. All they could do here was to get married again.

It was beyond her comprehension that Mitchel wanted to remarry her.

She thought he despised her. But here they were, at the place to register marriages.

"Mitchel, I can't!"

After saying so, she turned to leave, only to find her wrist securely held in his grasp.

Raegan struggled in vain, her hand trembling with resolute resistance.

Mitchel, sensing her protest, his refined features suddenly clouded over with a cold, stern expression.