Raegan felt even more on edge than Lauren. If Mitchel were out of the picture, Lauren would still have her family as a safety net.

Raegan, on the other hand, had only her grandmother in her corner.

Sometimes, people clung to the hope like a life raft. Even when the odds were long, they would hang on and keep pushing until all hope was gone.

And this was exactly how Raegan felt after the whirlwind events.

At this moment, Raegan wandered along the hospital corridors, lost in thought, when she bumped into Henley.

With a bandage on his arm, Henley bent down to pick up the water bottle with difficulty.

Seeing this, Raegan stepped in, grabbed the bottle, and handed it to him.

“Raegan," Henley greeted with a warm smile.

Interestingly, he did not ask why she was at the hospital. This made Raegan feel a twinge of guilt. After all, she was the reason Henley was injured.

Seeing that Henley tried and failed to open the bottle, Raegan twisted the cap off and handed it back to him.

Instead of taking the bottle right away, Henley asked, "Could you help me take a sip?"

It was then that Raegan realized his other hand was also injured.

She tilted the bottle to his lips and let him take a sip.

Henley thought that while it might not have been as sweet as before, it was still sweet.

A few moments later, Raegan put the cap back on the bottle and looked at Henley, her eyes filled with sincerity.

"I'm really sorry, Henley. I apologize to you on Mitchel's behalf."

Henley paused for a moment and reassured her, "It's okay, Raegan. No need to apologize on his behalf. Anyway, how are you? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. I realized I never formally introduced Mitchel to you.

He's my husband, and he's promised me he won't give you any more trouble."

Henley smiled.