Mitchel's expression remained cold and he continued to remain silent despite the barrage of questions.

After Raegan had completed her statement, she was taken for a medical examination.

Stefan suddenly stopped her before she could get into the exam room.

"Raegan, regardless of the outcome, my decision remains the same. I meant what I said earlier. I've even asked Erick for permission. He said that he has no problem with it as long as you are willing to be with me."

Stefan was saying this to reassure Raegan. In other words, Stefan just told her that he didn't care about the result of the examination.

Raegan was silent. She had thought that he only made up the story of them being in a relationship to get Mitchel to back off, but it turned out that Stefan really wanted to be with her.

But for some reason, she always found herself thinking of Mitchel.

Perhaps, the image of Mitchel falling down when overwhelmed by emotion was so deeply entrenched in her mind that it had a strong impact on her.

Just as Raegan was about to open her mouth, the doctor's voice called out for her to enter the room.

Stefan reassured her, "Don't worry. I'll be right outside."

Raegan was a bit absent-minded when the doctor went through all the examination procedures.

The result was out shortly. Shocked beyond words, Raegan held the test results her hand, feeling numb.

There was nothing wrong with her, not the slightest hint that she had been sexuality assaulted. This meant that she had wronged Mitchel.

Before Raegan could even dwell on the situation, a policeman approached Raegan, a grim expression on his face. "Miss, someone has accused you of a crime. Please cooperate with our investigation."

Mitchel walked out of the police station with tightly furrowed brows.

Obviously, he was upset.

Upon seeing this, Matteo couldn't help asking, "Mr. Dixon, is something wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Mitchel's thin lips had already turned pale. Instead of answering Matteo's question, he said, “Get in the car first."

As soon as Mitchel sat in the back seat, he leaned against the seat and massaged his temples. He looked tired and in pain. "My medicine..."

Matteo hesitated for a moment. Then, he opened the compartment and took one painkiller from the bottle. He handed it to Mitchel along with a bottle of mineral water.