Chapter: 2380
Fearing Mitchel's potential to lose control and whisk Raegan away, Erick issued a stern warning, "I'll arrange for someone to take you out, but if you come back here, I'll leave it to the Clifford family to deal with, and I won't be part of it."

Mitchel lowered his gaze. “Erick, there's no need for you to worry about me."

Erick fell silent.

Fearing Mitchel might exacerbate the situation, Erick felt compelled to be stern. "I'm not sure what's on your mind right now, but if it's because you love Raegan, then you should respect her choices, whether she decides to marry Stefan or be with you. We've never meddled in her decisions. It's always been Raegan's choice. I hope you won't do anything that goes against her wishes. You can't break up and then reconcile on your whim. Have you thought about whether Raegan can handle it?"

Erick displayed a photo on his phone, stating, "Take a good look at how much she suffered after you regained consciousness."

The photo depicted Raegan's emotional distress scores, nearing 26 on the HAMD scale, almost reaching severe depression levels.

Initially, Victor, concerned about Raegan's persistent despondency and lack of interest, feared Raegan might jeopardize her health, so she alerted Erick.

Upon reviewing Raegan's medical records, Erick discovered signs of depression. However, Raegan kept it to herself, fearing others would fret.

Unable to take medication due to her pregnancy, Raegan diligently followed her doctor's advice, diverting her focus from fixation on any one thing. Fortunately, her condition wasn't dire. After receiving psychological counseling and through her own efforts, Raegan's scores returned to normal levels.

This brought relief to those around Raegan. She consistently cooperated, refusing to give up on herself. She understood the responsibilities of motherhood.

As Mitchel beheld the photo, he felt as though his heart was being constricted, making it difficult to draw breath. It was only then that he comprehended Raegan's unbearable pain, akin to his own.

Erick regarded Mitchel's pallid face, nearly translucent, and sensed that he grasped the underlying message.

"I can't quite wrap my head around how Raegan managed to overcome depression with such determination," Erick confessed, his voice faltering as he recounted the unspoken trials, his eyes brimming with moisture. "But she managed it, simply because she's a mother, a daughter, a sister. She knows there are many people who rely on her, care about her... So, before you take any action, consider whether Raegan can handle it. If you cause her condition to worsen, I won't let you off the hook!"

With these words hanging in the air, Erick turned and walked away.

Having expressed so much, if Mitchel still couldn't understand and persisted in his ways, then he wasn't the right person for Raegan.

A partner who only considered their own feelings wasn't a good partner.

Plus, Mitchel needed to undergo rehabilitation therapy. With he always half-Limping, Raegan would surely find it challenging to feel at ease.

Mitchel remained behind in the wind, the air mingling with scattered droplets, obscuring whose vision.

Meanwhile, Raegan, her head shrouded by Victor's jacket, had just entered the waiting room, where she spotted Stefan looking distressed.

"Raegan." Seeing Raegan, Stefan's eyes lit up, and his arms instinctively moved forward as if to reach out. However, he quickly realized the inappropriateness of such a gesture and restrained himself, allowing his arms to fall back to his sides.
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