Chapter 1013

Chapter 1013:

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Unable to take medication due to her pregnancy, Raegan diligently followed her doctor's advice, diverting her attention from fixating on anything. Fortunately, his condition was not serious. After receiving psychological counseling and through her own efforts, Raegan's scores returned to normal levels.

This came as a relief to those around Raegan. Raegan was constantly cooperative and refused to give up. She understood the responsibilities of motherhood.

When Mitchel looked at the photo, he felt like his heart was constricting and he had trouble breathing. Only then did he understand Raegan's unbearable pain, similar to his own.

Erick looked at Mitchel's pale, almost translucent face and felt that he had grasped the underlying message.

“I don't quite understand how Raegan managed to overcome depression with such determination,” Erick confessed, his voice breaking as he recounted the unspoken trials, his eyes brimming with moisture.

«But she achieved it, simply because she is a mother, a daughter, a sister. She knows that there are many people who trust her, who care about her... So, before taking any action, consider if Raegan can handle it. If you make his condition worse, I will not let you off the hook.”

With these words hanging in the air, Erick turned around and walked away.

After having expressed so much, if Mitchel still didn't understand and persisted in his ways, then he wasn't the right person for Raegan.

A partner who only took his own feelings into account was not a good partner.

Additionally, Mitchel needed to undergo rehabilitation therapy. With him always half-finished, Raegan would surely find it difficult to feel at ease.

Mitchel was left behind in the wind, the air mixed with scattered droplets, obscuring his vision.

Meanwhile, Raegan, with her head covered by Victor's jacket, had just entered the waiting room, where she saw Stefan with a distressed face.

“Raegan.” Seeing Raegan, Stefan's eyes lit up, and his arms instinctively moved forward as if to reach out his hand. However, he quickly realized the inappropriateness of such a gesture and restrained himself, letting his arms fall back to his sides.

Stefan's concern exuded genuine warmth, and Raegan couldn't help but feel her eyelashes flutter slightly, a hint of embarrassment washing over her.

On the way here, he had bumped into a servant, causing Victor to shield his face with his jacket, hoping to prevent gossip.

But deep down, Raegan understood that this gesture was akin to a vain attempt to cover his ears while stealing a bell. After all, the white dress couldn't be completely hidden, you could tell she was today's bride without seeing her face.

With her wedding dress ruined and stained with blood, appearing disheveled on her special day without explanation, Raegan knew full well that people would inevitably indulge in speculation about her morals. And countless rumors were likely to circulate.

Although their marriage was a sham, it remained a secret from others. In the eyes of society, the loss of dignity of a bride on her wedding day was equivalent to the loss of prestige of the groom, Stefan. Raegan still felt deeply sorry and ashamed.

After all, in a primitive, male-dominated society like Aurora, the preservation of dignity had significant importance, especially among men.

«Stefan, two servants saw me when I was coming here. I'm sorry. You might have to deal with that…” Raegan spoke, her aversion to disturbing others evident in her tone, which carried a subtle hint of remorse.

Stefan didn't seem fazed by that. Instead, he inspected the blood stains on the hem of her dress with concern. “Are you hurt?”

Raegan looked at the bloodstain. "It's not mine..."

Anticipating Stefan to probe further, he just looked relieved. "As long as you're unharmed."

«As for the servants…»

«Don't worry about the servants. "I'll take care of it," Stefan assured him tenderly.

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