Standing in the corridor, Mitchel was on the phone. The sunlight fell on his face through the window, reflecting his handsome face.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I couldn't find your wife. It seems she left all by herself," Matteo reported on the phone.

“Okay, I see."

After hanging up, Mitchel couldn't shake off the image of Raegan falling to the ground after he shoved her aside.

It had happened in the spur of the moment because he was so worried about Lauren.

He couldn't recall seeing any injury on her. However, he could remember that she looked hurt later.

Mitchel had been worried about her. But since she was nowhere to be found at the restaurant, perhaps she was fine.

He wanted to believe that. Yet, he still felt uneasy and annoyed.

He couldn't help thinking of Raegan's red eyes and tearful face.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't be worrying about her since she had hurt Lauren, But then again...

Raegan had been nothing short of a good wife for the past two years.

She never crossed the line. Even though she was married to a powerful. man like him, she never looked down on or tried to harm anyone.

Maybe it was really an accident.

If it was an accident, was there more to it than meets the eye? What role did Lauren play?

Doubts crisscrossed Mitchel's mind. He looked into the ward through the window as his expression changed slowly.

In the ward minutes Later.

Lauren held Mitchel in her arms as if her life depended on it.

Mitchel frowned slightly. He obviously didn't like this, but considering that she was wounded now, he couldn't push her away.

"How are you feeling now?" he asked indifferently.

Although those were caring words, Lauren noticed the coldness in his tone. Her eyes narrowed.