Chapter 769

Chapter 769:

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Raegan tried to convince herself that there was merit in her persistence.

"I have already told you the truth." His response was measured, crushing Raegan's hopes. «But you only accept the words that fit your beliefs. Keep fooling yourself if you have to.

Mitchel picked up his jacket from the edge of the couch and started putting it on. As he was about to leave, he paused and turned to look at her. «In addition, self-deception is a kind of disease. I recommend that you consult a competent psychologist.

Raegan's face turned ashen, her heart felt like it was being torn apart, the pain seeping into her bones. He was leaving his own office because she was here.

Raegan clenched her fists, unable to suppress her question. "If your feelings are as fleeting as you say, why did you risk your life for me by driving that car loaded with explosives without a second thought?"

Raegan looked at Mitchel sternly, emotion trembling in her voice. «Why did you take a knife for me on that mountain? And jump with me into that abyss during the detachment? Weren't you willing to die by my side then? His voice cracked as he walked away. «If it's not love, what do you call this? What the hell could it be?

At that moment, Raegan seemed mad with passion, and she was indifferent. If Mitchel hadn't repeatedly been her savior, valuing her well-being above her own, would she have found the strength to look at him now after he had rejected her?

The silence became heavy in the room.

Mitchel finally broke the stillness, with a tone full of sadness. "I once felt compelled to earn your admiration, but now..."

Ignoring the color fading from Raegan's face, Mitchel coldly stated, "It's not like that anymore."

His derogatory words negated everything he had expressed before.

«Annoying only leads to annoyance. "It's better that you leave me alone." Mitchel didn't wait for his response and left the room. The door closed with a loud bang.

Raegan curled up on the couch in the large living room space, feeling abandoned. He had left unceremoniously, indifferent to her safety as she would have to return home alone. A chill gripped her heart as she realized that he no longer felt any affection for her.

After a while, Raegan came down the stairs. Their entry point had been the underground garage. Now it was his only way out.

The vehicle that had brought Raegan here was long gone, and she had no choice but to walk alone toward the garage exit.

As darkness enveloped her, the sky opened and drenched her completely.

Raegan stepped out into the pouring rain, unprotected and without an umbrella. She hadn't thought about asking for a ride home. As Raegan moved through the rain, it felt like icy blades were piercing her shoes, making her shiver uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a barrage of honks broke the silence.

Raegan tried to dodge, but her feet betrayed her and she fell forward. Desperately, she stretched out her elbows to break her fall, but the merciless gravel beneath tore at her skin, causing sharp pain.

The driver of the car behind rolled down his window and shouted, “Are you blind? Do you think this road belongs to you?

Raegan had been at the crosswalk, but now the hurried driver seemed intent on blaming her. A deep pain in his belly took away his desire to respond. He held his stomach and sank into a flowerbed next to the road.

In the distance, under the shade of a camphor tree, Mitchel, imposing in his neat suit, protected from the rain by an assistant with an umbrella.

Mitchel's eyes became narrow rays, burning with anger. "I want all the details of that car," he ordered. «The driver ignored the rights of pedestrians, crossed red and was talking on the phone while driving. Sanction him for each infraction and fine him heavily. Mercilessly".

"Understood, sir." The new assistant, who replaced the well-known Matteo, nodded pleased. He immediately took out his phone, taking notes with serious concentration.

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