He decided to compromise.

“ALL right. If you say so. But..."

Mitchel paused, reached out, and gently tucked her hair behind her ear.

“Promise me that if someone bullies you in the future, you will tell me."

Raegan wasn't sure if it was because of his illness, but his voice sounded slightly hoarse and with a hint of doting.

Her heart beat like a drum.

She struggled for a while. But in the end, she could only say, "I have to go. I'll be late."

Mitchel seemed a bit disappointed. But he didn't make things difficult for Raegan. He let go of her hand without saying anything.

Raegan didn't dare to look at him again, fearing she could no longer resist his charm. She hastily grabbed her bag and rushed out of the door.

She knew what he wanted to hear, but right now, she couldn't give it to him yet. She couldn't just instantly become dependent on him again.

She thought maybe people who were hurt like her were always more sensitive and vulnerable than others.

If she experienced such pain again, she might break down and not even have the courage to stand up again.

This was what she feared the most.

At the office, Raegan had meetings in the afternoon, making her busy.

In her monthly evaluation, Raegan did an excellent job. Both of her students had improved by thirty percent. For someone who had only started working less than a month ago, this was already tremendous progress.

This was all thanks to the customized learning programs Raegan had designed depending on the student's learning style.

She tailored individual plans for her students, and the amount of effort she had put into them could not be underestimated. So it was not surprising that the results were impressive.

Raegan didn't just succeed casually. She spent a lot of time, effort, and energy on her job.

During the meeting, her boss played a recording of the call from a grateful parent who thanked Raegan. She was rewarded a bonus of ten thousand dollars.

Holding the bonus, Raegan couldn't help feeling emotional. Everything was going well with her career. The book she was translating for Henley was almost finished.