As the car careened toward the pier, she had braced for the worst.

Unexpectedly, Henley suddenly pounced over and protected her. His previous adjustment of the seat spared them from the worst of the impact.

Raegan was speechless. Though Henley had wanted to take her away against her will, he sacrificed himself to save her.

Her emotions were torn between resentment and gratitude.

Tears overcame Raegan. She implored Mitchel breathlessly, “Please, save him..."

Despite her anger toward Henley, she couldn't bear to watch him die.

Henley, despite his actions, hadn't intended to harm her.

Mitchel's face darkened, haunted by the image of Raegan in Henley's embrace.

He moved to assess Henley whose face was deathly pale.

Mitchel had dialed 911, and help was on the way. Knowing it was risky to move the injured, he cautiously checked Henley's breathing.

ALL of a sudden, Henley chuckled weakly. "See? Raegan... She cried for me... She cares about me..."

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, Mitchel's expression turned cold, his aura intimidating.

Mitchel glared at Henley and hissed, "You brought this on yourself."

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.

"Ouch..." Raegan winced in pain. "Mitchel, where are we going?"