Stefan paused and then sighed. “Raegan, I think you might be misunderstanding the situation."

Stefan could tell that Mitchel cared more about Raegan than the children. Since the baby was already well-grown, if something went wrong, it would probably affect Raegan more than the children.

Raegan looked at Stefan, her eyes wide. "Misunderstanding what?"

“I don't believe he's trying to take the children away from you,"

Stefan clarified.

Yet, Raegan was not persuaded. “He's been haunting me like a ghost these past days, always showing up, especially now that my due date is near. If not to take the children, what else could his intentions be?"

Stefan hesitated, wondering if it was wise to speak his mind.

But he feared that Raegan might get anxious again, so he whispered, “He Likely cares about you."

“Care?” Raegan appeared confused. Wasn't Mitchel involved with someone else now? That seemed unfair to Eloise...

Raegan wasn't trying to sympathize with Eloise. She felt strongly that a man in a relationship should maintain certain standards.

Whether casually dating or seriously involved, Mitchel shouldn't interfere in another woman's life during that period.

Raegan remained silent, and so did Stefan.

As they exited the car, Stefan advised her, "Try not to overthink things."

Once back in her room, Raegan mulled over Stefan's words and Mitchel's behaviors. Mitchel had always been so proud. After she had firmly rejected him, why would he still show concern for her? No matter how much she tried, she just couldn't get it.

As darkness enveloped the evening, Raegan felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.

She didn't think the pain would start this early, with two weeks left until her due date. Maybe it was what she did during the day, the ice cream, or something else...

But at this moment, she couldn't dwell on the cause. Her stomach pain surged in waves, pushing her to act.

She reached for her phone on the bedside table, but it slipped and clattered to the floor.

Unable to locate it, Raegan slowly maneuvered toward the ground but couldn't spot the phone under the bed.

It wasn't practical for her to lie down and search beneath the bed, so after groping around unsuccessfully, she glanced up and realized she was only a few steps from the front door. She attempted to shout, "Is anyone there? Anyone?"