Mitchel remained fixed, a statue immobilized by her words. He observed the gradual disappearance of Raegan's slender silhouette in the car's reflection, and a sudden pang seized his heart as if it were being torn apart. It wasn't that he lacked the desire to turn around, but something as simple as that... He found himself unable to.

Matteo sensed something awry as Raegan departed and hastened toward Mitchel. "Mr. Dixon," he called out, his voice tinged with concern.

Mitchel's face was a mess, drenched in sweat, and he looked distinctly uncomfortable.

Matteo, aware of the watchful eyes behind them, feigned opening the car door while quickly grabbing Mitchel's arm to support him.

Eventually, Mitchel managed to lift his stiff legs and climb into the car. However, once inside, he couldn't even settle back into the seat and just collapsed onto it.

Startled, Matteo quickly shut the car door, hoping no one behind them would spot any issues.

Once back in the driver's seat, Matteo saw that Mitchel struggled to sit up by himself. He was about to help, but Mitchel snapped at him, "Drive!"

Matteo's hand twitched, and he clenched his jaw as he started the engine.

Suddenly, Matteo heard a sound.

“Poof! Mitchel, in the backseat, tried to sit up forcefully but failed. He ended up coughing blood."

“Mr. Dixon!" Matteo instinctively hit the brakes, intending to stop the car.

“No... Keep going," Mitchel said, clenching his fist, his voice strained. "Head back to Serenity Villas."

Mitchel had moved back to Serenity Villas again.

Without permission, Matteo didn't dare stop the car, yet he was anxious. “Mr. Dixon, we should get you to a hospital..."

"No need," Mitchel replied, his face as pale as a sheet, coldly dismissing the idea. The hospital couldn't really help. They would just give him painkillers. He was poisoned, and even the best hospitals couldn't figure out the poison or offer an antidote.

Soon, Mitchel would need a wheelchair to get around. Watching his body weaken day by day, unable to stop it, overwhelmed him. He decided to face it alone. If the person he loved could live out her days in peace, that would be enough.

Upon arriving at Serenity Villas, Matteo assisted Mitchel to the front gate, yet Mitchel simply waved his hand dismissively and said, "Go back."

Matteo didn't want to leave. Watching Mitchel lean on the doorframe, his heart ached.

For fear of exposing Mitchel's condition, all the staff at Serenity Villas had been sent away.

In the quiet, dark house, not a single light was on. Mitchel was alone, a thought that deeply saddened anyone who knew the truth. Who would have guessed that a CEO, flourishing and worth trillions, could be living in such despair?