As what they said, out of sight, out of mind.

For a moment, Mitchel felt like an invisible hand was clenching his heart so tightly that he could hardly breathe.

His face turned cold. He paused and said slowly, “In that case, just hold a grudge against me."

After saying this, he strode away as if he was afraid of hearing more harsh words from Raegan.

Mitchel thought that if he kept a distance from Raegan, she might gradually give up the idea of divorcing him.

But that night, something unexpected happened.

At two in the morning, while Mitchel was still keeping himself busy with work, the nurse from the hospital called him.

“Mr. Dixon, Miss Hayes is missing."

After hanging up the phone, Mitchel rushed to the hospital with Matteo. And the first thing Matteo did when they arrived was check the surveillance video.

They saw in the video that Raegan came out of her ward at half past one in the morning when the nurse was taking a nap.

Wearing a white dress, Raegan entered the elevator barefoot. But the surveillance camera showed she didn't leave the hospital.

The elevator stopped on the eighteenth floor.

Matteo suddenly said with a solemn expression, “Mr. Dixon, it's the top floor."

Mitchel's eyes narrowed upon hearing this. He strode out of the monitoring room without saying anything.

It was a cold, dark night. On the top floor, Raegan sat on a concrete pier.

Her seaweed hair hung loosely on her shoulders, and her white dress swayed in the wind, making her look even thinner. She looked as fragile as a crystal that could break at any moment.

When Mitchel saw this scene, his face turned pale. Panic immediately surged in his heart.

“Raegan..."" he called out cautiously. It was as if he was afraid his voice would break her.

Raegan didn't move. It seemed she didn't hear anything. She raised her head and stared at the dark night sky.

"What are you looking at?" Mitchel asked in a low voice, staring at her and approaching her slowly.