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Chapter 104

As if she'd put too much effort into it, Rachel found herself suddenly sprawled on the floor.

Right then, the door swung open, and an impeccably handsman appeared in the doorway.

Seeing Rachel on the ground, his expression darkened, and he quickly stepped forward to help her up.

"Rachel, are you okay?" he asked gently.

Rachel, who was in a state of panic, looked at the familiar, handsface of the man before her, and her wild

gaze seemed to regain sclarity.

She collapsed into Haynes' arms, crying uncontrollably. "Haynie, it was terrifying! They want to lockin a dark

room! Haynie, please save me, | don't want to go there!"

Haynes furrowed his brows slightly and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, no one can take

you away."

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Stella felt a sharp pang in her chest, as if something had pierced her heart.

With tear-filled eyes, Rachel looked up at him, "Haynie, will you really protect me?"

"es."

His words of comfort seemed to calm Rachel down a bit.

She whispered, "Haynie, | don't want to stay here."

"Okay."

Just as Haynes was about to take Rachel away, Abby couldn't hold back any longer.

"Haynes, are you seriously going to cuddle with another woman right in front of your wife?"

It was as if Haynes only then noticed the other people in the room.

When he saw Stella standing quietly to the side, his eyes darkened slightly.

The police, who had been startled by Rachel's sudden outburst, finally cto their senses.

"Ms. Pearce is suspected of kidnapping," one of them said, "and we need Ms. Pearce to cwith us for

questioning."

Haynes turned away and spoke calmly, "As you can see, she's not in a stable mental state. I'm afraid she won't

be able to cooperate with your investigation."

The police officer frowned, knowing that dealing with a suspect like Rachel, who had mental health issues, was

quite challenging.

Just then, Benson entered the room, holding a stack of papers.

"Ms. Pearce is currently receiving treatment at the hospital. She has been diagnosed with severe depression, and

her mental state is not well. Here is her psychiatric evaluation report."

Since Rachel hadn't been convicted and was still a hospital patient with mental health issues, the police couldn't

forcibly take her away.

The officers exchanged glances and said, "In that case, we'll need her guardian to cwith us to provide a

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statement."

Haynes turned to Benson and said, "Take Rachel back to her room."

"Haynie, don't leave!" Rachel clung to his arm, her face filled with fear. "I'm scared, please don't go!"

Stella managed a forced smile while watching Rachel cling fearfully to Haynes, her eyes cold as a winter breeze.

Perhaps aware of Stella's watchful gaze, Haynes gently pushed Rachel away. "Go and rest for now. I'll cby to

see you later."

"No! I don't want to!" Rachel's emotions suddenly surged, her eyes wide with terror. "Haynie, don't go! The dark

room is terrifying! They whip people—it's so painful... Please, don't go!"

"I'll be fine."

Rachel's face turned pale, and tears streamed down her cheeks as she clung desperately to Haynes, refusing to

let go.

"Haynie, if someone has to go, let it be me. Please, don't go. It's too dangerous..."

With that, Rachel hurried to the police officers.

"Takeinstead. Haynie is innocent! This has nothing to do with him. Please, don't make it hard on him!"