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.”
Henleys expression darkened. He pinched her wrist subconsciously and
demanded, “Why?”
The sudden shift in Henley’s expression surprised Raegan. And he pinched her
so hard that she felt pain.
“Henley, you're hurting me...”
It was not until then that Henley came to his senses, and he quickly let go, his
smile returning.
“My apologies, Raegan. I lost my composure.”
Raegan, recovering from her shock, dismissed the incident.
“It's fine.”
“This is the second time you want to end things with me. Is Mr. Dixon the
reason?”
Raegan didn’t object. “m afraid it will affect your career, so we'd better keep a
distance.”
Henley’s smile was tinged with sadness.
“My career’s already affected.
What now?”
Confused, Raegan pressed, “What do you mean?”
“I've been dismissed. Accused of manipulating transactions, I'm barred from
investment banking.”
Despite Henley’s nonchalant tone, the news stunned Raegan.
Years of effort gone, Henley’s career dashed because of her. It was a lot for
anyone to bear.