The fear of the unknown gripped her heart tightly, spreading through her veins like a poison.

In a sudden surge of determination, Raegan attempted to rise and make her way to the hospital. But her legs, weakened by the weight of her emotions, refused to cooperate, threatening to give way beneath her.

"Raegan!" A familiar figure rushed to her side, steadying her with a supportive grasp.

Tears welled up in Raegan's eyes as she gazed at the man before her.

"Stefan, help me... I need to get to the hospital."

Having received a call from Annis, Stefan had rushed here without hesitation.

In Erick's absence, Stefan temporarily took up residence in the villa next door to look after Raegan.

As they drove to the hospital, Stefan turned his handsome face to look at Raegan and noticed her distressed state. His hands couldn't help but tighten on the steering wheel.

He offered reassurance in a soft tone, "Don't worry. If there is no previous medical history, a brief coma usually isn't cause for major concern."

Raegan clenched her fists, unable to find words.

Arriving at the hospital, Stefan swiftly sought information on the recently admitted patient.

Returning with a relaxed expression, Stefan relayed, "I had checked.

Mr. Dixon is alright."

"Is he conscious?"

"I'm not sure yet. He is in the ward upstairs. Do you want to see him?" Stefan asked.

After a moment's contemplation, Raegan replied, "Yes, I would like to."

"Alright."

As they ascended the stairs, Stefan gestured toward the ward, saying, "It's right there. Do you want me to accompany you?"

Raegan shook her head and replied, “No, I'll go alone."

"Should I wait for you then?" Stefan queried.