But now, she was no longer in the mood.

Raegan invited Henley in for breakfast, but they didn't talk much at the table.

After eating, Henley volunteered to clean the table and wash the dishes. Then, he joined Raegan in the living room.

"You.

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They spoke at the same time.

After exchanging glances, Raegan said, “You go ahead first."

Henley looked at her face, blinked, and asked, “Are you... You and Mitchel... Are you getting back together?"

Raegan shook her head dismissively.

“We're not getting back together.

Last night, I felt ill, and he stayed to care for me."

It seemed she was convincing herself more than informing Henley.

Since the divorce, the thought of reuniting with Mitchel hadn't crossed Raegan's mind. Mitchel was a closed chapter in her eyes.

Yet, his recent words unnerved her.

His casual greeting to Henley indicated a resolve to win her over, exuding an unsettling calmness.

The more Raegan pondered, the more irate she grew. His love, she surmised, was not for her but for the physical comfort she provided.

Henley, on the other hand, experienced a surge of relief, a sensation he welcomed.

Shaking off his worries, he offered a suave, soothing smile.

"What were you trying to say earlier?"

Inhaling deeply, Raegan said apologetically, “Henley, we should cease our communication."