Chapter: 298
Raegan was too stunned to move. Her hands and feet were cold and sweating profusely. Her legs were so weak that she felt she couldn't stand.
At this moment, the distorted door of the Mercedes-Benz opened.
Then Henley got out slowly. While he staggered, he reached out and touched his forehead. Blood flowed out from the back of his hand. It was hard to tell where it exactly came from.
After a few seconds, Raegan finally recovered from the shock. She rushed to Henley and held his arm, wanting to say something.
However, her hands and lips were still trembling. She couldn't utter even a single word.
When Henley saw Raegan's pale face, he touched the back of her hand to comfort her.
He forced a smile and said, "Raegan, calm down, okay? I'm fine.
Don't worry about me."
The only visible injury on Henley's body was the scratches on his arm caused by the shattered glass during the violent impact. No one knew whether he had any other injuries.
At this moment, the door of the Bentley was also opened.
Mitchel got out and walked toward them with a cold expression. And when he saw Raegan and Henley hand in hand, his face darkened.
He ordered overbearingly, “Raegan, come here!"
However, Raegan didn't move. She looked at him with a bloodless face and shouted indignantly, “Mitchel, what is going on with you? Are you out of your mind?"
However, Mitchel was already fuming with anger. He suddenly pulled Raegan to his side without saying anything.
Then he looked at Henley and said coldly, “I told you to stay away from my wife, but you didn't listen to me. You're courting death."
Every word he said was full of killing intent.
Henley looked extremely pale because of the crash. But there was no trace of fear on his face at all. He met Mitchel's eyes and asked in a low voice, “Do you really care about Raegan?"
"Does it have anything to do with you, huh? Henley Brooks, don't think I won't kill you because your family is related to my grandmother. Raegan is my woman. If this happens again, I won't be as good-tempered as today."
Mitchel's cold eyes were as sharp as a knife. He glared at Henley and Raegan fiercely as if his gaze could sever the connection between them.
Raegan was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Mitchel and Henley were distant relatives. However, it was not what mattered now.