“Henley, are you really trying to save me and take me away?" Raegan asked. "If I go with you, where will you take me? Will you let me go home?"

Henley was at a loss for words.

Raegan continued, "You won't. You've lost your place in the Ardlens. So, are you planning to take me overseas, to some isolated place where you can confine me?"

Henley remained silent. At that moment, it was just the two of them, and there was no point in continuing to lie. Henley also felt no need to pretend in front of her.

"Henley, haven't you figured yourself out yet?" Raegan taunted, "You're always the self-centered type. You do whatever suits you, no matter what others think. And if it comes down to it, you're not above using force."

Raegan's understanding of Henley's character was deeply accurate, and her observations were spot on.

Henley's complexion turned from pale to red and then settled into a cold expression.

“Isn't he the same?" He scoffed. “Raegan, you should realize that all men are somewhat alike. No one is free of selfishness. In the past, he stirred up all sorts of trouble because I was getting too close to you. His feelings for you were just possessiveness. Only you women think that's love, all naive-like!"

Henley confidently concluded, “In reality, for us men, love and possession are the same things."

After his lengthy declaration, Raegan responded, "No, he's different from you, and he's different from many other men."

Raegan chose not to elaborate further, knowing there were aspects Henley might never understand.

Henley's obsession had already penetrated deep into his being. His childhood might have something to do with it, but that didn't make it right for someone to become evil and scheme against others.

The reason humans had evolved to become the most advanced primates was because of the possession of intelligence, commitment, love, and many other virtues...

If most people gave in to their grievances and struggles, resorting to hurting and persecuting others, then humanity would never have achieved its historical greatness. Instead, it would have surrendered to selfishness and darkness long ago.

“Henley, I'm warning you, either you leave now, or if you try to stop me..." Raegan stopped, lifting the scissors in her hand, and spoke firmly and honestly to him. "This little pair of scissors might not harm you, and I might not have the strength. But if you come at me, I'll cut the detonator wire. If you're ready to risk your life as well as mine, then stay."

As Raegan said this, her expression remained surprisingly calm and composed, as if she was merely preparing to trim some leaves with the scissors, not cut a detonator wire.

Henley was completely taken aback. Her unwavering gaze made him believe that if pushed far enough, she would truly follow through.

ALL at once, a burning jealousy surged from his heart to his head, making every pore on his body stand on end. "Tell me, what is it about Mitchel that makes you willing to go this far?"

Henley's frustration was overwhelming. “Even if his wedding was just for show, you can't tell me you weren't hurt at all!"

Henley was not reconciled. Why... Why couldn't Raegan treat him this way? He believed he had been just as devoted as Mitchel. Like today, he knew the building was filled with explosives, yet he still came back to rescue her. They were both risking their lives. What was the difference?