Mitchel's gaze bore into Erick, probing for reassurance. “Is she alone inside?"

“Yes, it's only her." At this point, Erick saw no point in lying anymore.

Mitchel cast a glance at Erick, which made him feel uneasy Thankfully, Mitchel refrained from further interrogation, instead turning his attention to Victor, who hastened to their side. "Fetch the key, now!"

Even with the key in hand, the door proved obstinate.

Erick's heart skipped a beat as he glimpsed a hand protruding from a gap. “Raegan!"

Mitchel was horrified, but he managed to keep his cool. Panic was a luxury he couldn't afford right now. With a gentle push, he eased the door ajar, his slender frame barely squeezing through the narrow gap.

Inside, a vast expanse of watermarks adorned the floor. Raegan's water broke! It was clear she was in labor.

Without hesitation, Mitchel scooped up the unconscious Raegan, urgency propelling his every move as he hurried out.

Erick, noticing Mitchel's slight limp, stepped forward. "Give her to me." After all, he figured, he would be much quicker! But a cold glare from Mitchel met his suggestion.

Erick didn't insist anymore. He still bore the wound in his shoulder and failing to support Raegan securely could spell disaster.

Despite the injury in his leg, it was evident that Mitchel would hold Raegan tightly even if he fell.

With Raegan cradled in his arms, Mitchel made his way to the car, wasting no time for Erick to catch up. The car door slammed shut, and they sped off into the night.

"Hey!" Erick hastily called for another car, determined to follow them to the hospital.

Inside the car, Raegan found herself leaning against a stranger's chest, her brows furrowed in discomfort. Even in her unconscious state, she felt a tad uneasy.

As if trapped in a surreal dream, she was plagued by waves of pain radiating from her belly.

Tears streamed down her face, her hoarse voice pleading, “Help... Help my children..."

Only the assurance of being cradled in warm arms provided some solace, though her brow remained furrowed with worry.

Mitchel slid off his dripping wet coat with careful precision, revealing only a shirt and a snug black sweater.

He cradled Raegan tighter against his chest. “Raegan... Raegan," he murmured in a hushed tone, the words barely audible over the pounding rain.

He continued to murmur against her ear as they made their journey to the hospital. "Raegan, stay with me... Hang in there. We're almost at the hospital... I promise I won't let anything happen to you..."