Raegan, having cried into his sweater, felt embarrassed. “I'll have Victor pick up a new one for you."

Stefan thought if she were the one who bought it, he would cherish it. He smiled and said, "No need. It's just a sweater."

“Let's head home." He opened the car door for Raegan to enter.

As Stefan's car pulled away, the silhouette at the ward window remained.

As Mitchel watched them walk and cuddle affectionately, it felt Like his heart had been stabbed, causing it to bleed heavily. He should have been the one to hold Raegan's hand, hug her, and comfort her...

Stefan had taken over his role completely.

Mitchel departed the following day.

Coming back to the Ardlens for surgery now meant Mitchel would miss Raegan giving birth.

He had desperately wanted to be there for the birth, but Raegan had not given him the chance, showing no mercy or compassion.

Raegan used facts to express her desire to live happily with someone else. Mitchel couldn't bear it, nor could he watch their displays of affection without feeling turmoil.

If this kept up, he had no idea how he might react. His actions could become reckless or even worse.

His upbringing and pride wouldn't allow him to stoop so Low again.

It seemed best to return to the Ardlens and grant her the peace she wanted.

After learning that Mitchel had departed, Raegan didn't seem to care much.

She continued her routine of strolling around every other day. Stefan was always by her side.

At dinner, the dishes on the table were all prepared to suit Raegan's preferences. Yet, she merely toyed with her food, lacking enthusiasm.

Stefan came in and said, "Shall we eat?"

Raegan looked up, slightly confused. “Stefan, why are you here?"

A servant took Stefan's coat to hang it up.

Stefan responded, "I came to dine with you."