The hurt was so intense she could hardly breathe.

Luciana's past remarks about their mismatch hadn't stung this much.

Raegan was speechless, suppressing her urge to cry.

She refused to let tears fall in front of Mitchel.

Meanwhile, Mitchel glanced outside, watching Henley being loaded into an ambulance.

Then, he started the car, driving off swiftly into the night until it was just a speck in the darkness.

Soon, they arrived at Serenity Villas.

Raegan, looking at the once familiar place, nervously uttered, "I want to go home."

Mitchel turned to her, his voice devoid of emotion. "You are at home," he stated flatly, his piercing gaze intimidating her.

Raegan tried again, “Mitchel, may I please go back on my own?"

Mitchel remained silent, his eyes icy and unyielding.

Mitchel led Raegan upstairs and gently guided her into the bathtub.

He turned on the faucet, carefully removing her clothes. His actions were focused on washing away the blood and any traces of Henley.

Raegan remained motionless, her body rigid with tension. She didn't resist, fearful of Mitchel's unpredictable reactions.

Mitchel drained the bathtub, having washed away the bloodstains from Raegan. Then, he turned the tap on again to refill the tub.

The water rose slowly as Mitchel's gaze met Raegan's.

“Do you have anything to tell me, Raegan?"

Raegan, startled by his question, struggled to comprehend what he was probing for.

She doubted he knew about her pregnancy, yet at this thought, she simply shook her head. "No," she said.

Mitchel's eyes grew darker. "Are you certain there's nothing you're hiding from me?"