Jarrod noted, "You treated Lauren well, and Raegan was understandin even forgiving. Doesn't that show Raegan was not hard to win over?"

Mitchel was puzzled. "I treated Lauren well?"

Mitchel believed that mere material provision wasn't genuinely caring.

To him, money meant very little. It was with Raegan that he'd exerted real effort, persistently trying to make amends. Yet, Raegan seemed unappreciative, even diminishing his endeavors!

Adjusting his sore arm, Jarrod commented lightly, "I get it. To you, material support isn't genuine care. But women often see it differently. Her frown is meaningful. It indicates jealousy, a sign you matter to her. They seldom admit it openly."

Mitchel felt somewhat reassured by these words. Maybe Raegan wasn't as detached as she seemed. Whether she felt jealousy was uncertain, but maybe there was some underlying truth in her rebuttals.

Mitchel, gazing at Jarrod's pallid features, asked, “If you're so insightful, why did things with Miss Lawrence go so awry?"

“We're not the same." Jarrod sighed, his expression bitter. "The mistakes I've made are beyond repair."

Mitchel and the others were unaware of the intricacies of Jarrod's corporate conflicts with the Lawrence family and the plots intertwined with them. Jarrod chose to keep these details to himself.

Yet, the news of Wesson's suicide shocked Jarrod's close friends.

They weren't sure if Jarrod was involved. If he was, that would be an inexcusable error.

Mitchel suggested, “Jarrod, if there's no fixing it, you should step back. Allow Miss Lawrence to choose her path. Avoid further errors."

Jarrod arched an eyebrow. “If I suggested you release Raegan, would you be able to do it?"

Mitchel's reply was firm. "I wouldn't." The thought of letting Raegan go, despite the agony it brought, was inconceivable to him.

Jarrod's face hardened with resolve, his voice steadfast. "Likewise for me. Even at the cost of my life, I won't let her go."

Mitchel had no counterarguments left. The concept of surrendering for the sake of love was an alien idea to Jarrod.

Mitchel suspected it was just as foreign to him.

In the cozy living room, Raegan observed Nicole's ashen face, her tone filled with concern. “Nicole, what really transpired?"

Nicole calmly stated, "It was I who inflicted the wound on him."

“Was it unintentional?" Raegan struggled to digest this revelation.