Chapter 327

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Their cars screeched to a stop in front of the hospital.

Mitchel cradled Raegan in his arms, ready to run into the hospital, but Erick blocked his path.

With a serious expression, Erick said, "The doctors here cannot treat your condition."

Erick looked distressed as he stared at Mitchel. He said quietly, “Let me take care of Raegan. Otherwise, you could end up killing her.

Mitchel hesitated for a moment, looking at Raegan's pale face as she lay in his arms. Finally, she allowed Erick to take her away.

Erick started the car again.

Before returning to the villa, Erick took the initiative to contact Raegan's doctor.

Looking through the glass window, which showed the treatment in progress for Raegan, Erick breathed a sigh of relief.

The treatment room was sealed, with a single bed and a series of equipment for the patient.

In the hospital bed, Raegan was ashen-skinned and had a network of thin tubes attached to her head.

Seeing this, Mitchel's heart skipped a beat and the expression on his handsome face changed instantly. "What's wrong with him?"

"When we found Raegan, her brain was severely damaged. After several exhausting treatments, he finally recovered his current state. I have to ask you, Mr. Dixon. Why did Raegan fall into the river then?

Erick asked coldly.

As he thought about the accident, Erick couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He harbored suspicions and never ruled out the possibility that someone had orchestrated the incident to kill Raegan.

So, taking advantage of the fact that Raegan was returning to the country for work reasons, Erick set out to investigate if there was someone behind the incident.

Hearing the question, Mitchel couldn't help but remember the events of that fateful day. Were the events then what led Raegan to run away from him? However, numerous indicators suggested that she had already made her decision before that incident. Ultimately, he was the reason for Raegan's decision to leave, bearing inescapable responsibility for her subsequent accident.

Mitchel closed his eyes briefly as he said regretfully, “She wanted to get free of me, and then the car accident happened. "It's all my fault."

In reality, Erick did not expect to extract any significant information from Mitchel. As far as he knew, Mitchel had endured immense suffering over the past five years. If Mitchel had any inkling of the truth, he would have protected Raegan from harm.

As he thought about this, Erick looked at Mitchel and said, “I don't understand why you remarried Raegan, but it seems like she wasn't willing, since she ran away. Also… As far as I know, Mr. Dixon, your initial divorce occurred because you chose another woman over Raegan, which caused your abortion. "So it's baffling why she would reconcile with you."

Mitchel was quick to explain: “It was just a misunderstanding…”

“Just a misunderstanding?” Erick scoffed and continued, “Was the abortion also a misunderstanding? Is it true that you didn't help Raegan save her baby?

Hearing this, Mitchel felt a lump form in his throat that left him speechless.

Seeing the distraught expression on Mitchel's face, Erick scoffed, "Well, I hope you can finalize your divorce with Raegan soon, Mr. Dixon."

"By no means! It's not going to happen! Mitchel dismissed the idea instantly.

Erick smiled satisfied. «You have nothing to say in this, Mr. Dixon. "After being separated for five years, do you really think the court will side with you if Raegan asks for a divorce?"

Mitchel stood his ground. «I'm not divorcing Raegan. And you can't decide for her.

Erick was surprised by Mitchel's insistence. He paced the room and then whispered, “Okay. I'll tell Raegan everything when she wakes up.

You deserve to know the truth. I just hope, for her sake, that you respect her decision and stop pressuring her.

Erick was determined to reveal everything to Raegan.

«Have you thought about how lucky Raegan was to lose her memory? If he remembered how you broke his heart, what would he think of you?

You're smart, Mr. Dixon. You can guess,” Erick mocked.

Mitchel's face lost color at Erick's words, but he couldn't deny that they had hit the nail on the head.

There's something else you should know. Raegan has a son. Kabir, her psychologist, and she had a baby. "They were very close, but Kabir died in an accident just before their wedding, and Raegan gave birth alone."

Frankly, Erick's goal was to make Mitchel realize that Raegan had not only fallen in love with another man, but had also become the mother of his child after leaving Mitchel. She found happiness in a life without Mitchel.

Mitchel's face drained of color and he trembled as he asked, "Why are you telling me this?"

"You'd find out sooner or later, so I thought it best to be frank, Mr. Dixon." Erick had planned everything meticulously, but he was still worried that Mitchel might suspect Janey's biological father. It seemed more sensible to clear up any doubts now. If not, Mitchel could end up digging into Janey's background. They couldn't risk losing Janey, nor could Erick or Raegan.

After a brief pause, Mitchel took a deep breath and vowed, "I'll stop making her do things, but I won't let her go."

Erick was about to add something else when the medical procedure was finished. He approached the doctor and asked anxiously, "How is Raegan doing now?"

«Miss Foster is still recovering from the car accident. "The crash made his brain shut down, the more he passes out, the worse it gets."

Erick felt a wave of despair upon hearing this. Seeing Raegan awake, he ran towards her. But he stopped Mitchel from following him. "Not now". After saying this, Erick closed the door.

Erick seemed to be discussing something with Raegan, who occasionally glanced at Mitchel.

Mitchel had no idea what Erick might have told Raegan regarding their shared history, which made her heart race. It was as if he was sitting on a bench, anxiously awaiting a verdict.

Finally, the conversation between Erick and Raegan came to an end.

“Raegan has something she wants you to hear,” Erick said to Mitchel, opening the door.

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