After all, Mitchel had instructed Erick to keep it confidential. If Mitchel preferred not to share that information with Raegan, it wouldn't be right for Erick to disclose it.

Moreover, Erick feared that if Raegan knew the whole truth, she might blame herself for Mitchel's worsened condition, leading her to sadness once more.

If Raegan asked Mitchel directly and Mitchel chose to tell her the full story, that would be a different matter altogether.

Erick was confident that Mitchel would do whatever it took to comfort Raegan.

Raegan gently bit her lip and confessed, “Erick, I'm always afraid... I'm afraid that my presence brings him misfortune."

Erick observed her. Though not adept with emotions, he recognized Raegan's tangled worries stemmed from her inability to let go of Mitchel. These two...

Erick shook his head inwardly and spoke slowly. “Raegan, sometimes you need to understand that the opposite of misfortune might actually be fortune. Everyone makes different choices. If it were up to you, would you prefer to live devoid of feelings, or cherish every precious moment with someone you love? So, don't confine yourself to one-sided views. If it's weighing on your heart, you should resolve this issue until you can fully let it go."

Erick's advice seemed to clear Raegan's mind. She realized she had been swayed by Katie's misleading words, thinking she was the cause of Mitchel's troubles. Yet, even in her absence, Mitchel's leg condition had deteriorated. Who was to blame then?

Raegan was a woman of action. If she was unsure about something, she would investigate it herself. Concerned about Mitchel's leg, she decided to see the situation for herself. She dialed Matteo and inquired, "Matteo, is Mitchel still in the hospital?"

“No, Mr. Dixon is currently at the Aurora Conference Center, engaged in talks about the project."

Raegan was shocked. “He's back at work? How is his leg holding up?"

Matteo glanced at Mitchel, who was completely absorbed in his work, and felt a pang of bitterness. “Miss Foster, Mr. Dixon won't Listen to me. He's skipped both breakfast and lunch."

Torn between his duties and concern, Matteo added reluctantly, "If you get the chance, I hope you can persuade him to take better care of himself." After ending the call, Raegan looked at the chat log on her phone.

The conversation with Mitchel was unchanged from the night before.

His simple "thank you" hung there. She hadn't responded, and he hadn't added anything else. Interacting through the detached medium of the phone made everything feel more distant and cold.

Raegan put on her coat, got in her car, and set out, determined to visit Mitchel.

Raegan soon arrived at the Conference Center, where Mitchel diligently immersed himself in work.

Having expected Raegan's arrival, Matteo had already been patiently waiting outside.

Upon their meeting, Raegan wasted no time and directly addressed Matteo, "Matteo, our history spans many years. May I request honesty from you?"

Matteo paused, contemplating whether Raegan had become aware of Mitchell's significant blood donation for her.