“Are you okay?"

The familiar voice rang in Raegan's ears, jarring her back to her senses. She instantly grabbed his collar and said in a trembling voice, “Oh, thank goodness you are back..."

She burst into tears with her face on his chest.

What did she mean by that? Had she been waiting for him? Her words sent Mitchel's heart skipping a beat.

He had planned to leave for Ardlens this afternoon. But he changed his mind last minute.

There was a bad feeling that he couldn't shake off. He didn't think it was a good idea to leave Raegan all alone in this remote place.

So, he made a U-turn and parked not too far away. He waited for the lights to go out.

It didn't take long before he noticed that the front door was open.

That was strange, so he came over to check it.

He couldn't have come at a better time.

Mitchel stroked Reagan's head. He soon noticed something. His expression changed instantly.

He took off his suit jacket, put it on her, and then said, "Wait here."

Raegan, who was sitting wrapped up in Mitchel's jacket, heard the muffled sound of fists come from a distance. It was followed by the screams of a man.

Her body no longer trembled. She felt safe now.

Shortly after, sirens and the flashing of lights came from outside.

Some of the neighbors that heard Raegan's cry had called 911.

The cops slammed the man to the ground and put him in handcuffs.

Then, an officer came to them.

"The man has a criminal record. He pretends to be homeless so he can stalk beautiful young ladies before taking advantage of them."

Bloody hell! He must have seen Raegan cleaning the house this afternoon.