Chapter 285 Bad Luck

The crystal lamp barely missed Mitchel's face, shattering against the wall with a resounding bang.

Fragments of the lamp scattered across the room, leaving Mitchel's otherwise handsome face marred by a bloody cut.

Unfazed by his injury, Raegan made a hasty attempt to flee. She was barefoot and seemingly oblivious to the broken glass strewn across the floor.

"Watch out!" Mitchel hurriedly reached Raegan and knelt, offering his palm as a makeshift platform for her feet.

Raegan couldn't withdraw her feet in time, causing the glass to cut into the back of Mitchel's hand and embed itself in his flesh.

A sudden rush of blood painted the scene.

Seemingly indifferent to the injury, Mitchel lifted Raegan and gently placed her back on the bed.

His blood dripped onto the cream-white bed sheet, staining it, yet he paid it no mind.

His blood continued to drip as he touched Raegan's face with his stained hand, fixating on her with piercing eyes.

The woman who had been presumed dead and haunted his dreams for the past five years was now miraculously alive in his arms.

"Raegan, Raegan..." Mitchel's tall figure leaned over Raegan, trapping Raegan in his arms while hoarsely repeating her name.

His trembling, bloody hand traced her features - her face, her eyes, and her lips. He was trying to see if she was real and not a figment of his imagination.

This woman in front of him was real, a far cry from the nightmares that had formented him for the past five years.

"Raegan." Pressing his lips to her forehead, Mitchel held her tightly in his arms and whispered in a low, hoarse voice, "You can hate me, despise me, or whatever, but please don't leave me..."

The metallic scent of blood filled the air as Mitchel pleaded with Raegan.

Raegan struggled to push Mitchel away, but her efforts were in vain.

In desperation, she bit hard on his shoulder.

To her surprise, Mitchel's muscles were so robust that she felt her teeth ache when she bit into him.

Mitchel snorted, looked at her with piercing eyes, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Raegan was at a loss for words when she heard that. She couldn't believe her bad luck. How had she ended up meeting such a crazy man? Maybe he was really out of his mind!

Frustrated, Raegan shouted, "Let me go! I want to go home!" Hearing her complaints, the fire in Mitchel's eyes surged again. He fixed his gaze on her and said coldly, "This is your home, Raegan."

not my

is!" Mitchel insisted

She had suffered from memory loss

to keep Raegan with him,

Mitchel suppressed his desire and said hoarsely, "You couldn't remember me because we haven't been together for a long time. Let me help you remember

of his shirt with slender

the surreal moment as Raegan struck him across the face. The man above her

that I don't know you. I have a husband, but

handsome face darkened, his voice now dangerous and deep, "What did you

on her finger, snorting. "Are you blind?

diamond on the ring glistened like a sharp blade, momentarily stunning Mitchel. Unfazed, he attempted to forcefully remove the ring from Raegan's

covered her hand, protecting the ring. "Hey, you! What do you think you

was no

Raegan's hand, Mitchel flung it into the trash can with a

depths of Mitchel's torment over the past five years. The sorrow had made him

thought of Raegan marrying another man, he felt like

heart felt like it had been struck by lightning, and an unbearable

Mitchel's bloodshot eyes and

seemed to

ever thought about my feelings? You

accusation so absurd

saying that, Mitchel

resembling a predator

you bastard!" Raegan struggled

a thunderous crash echoed through the room as the door was kicked

Mitchel off the bed, and pressed him to the floor while delivering

Mitchel retaliated immediately. In a matter of seconds, he turned the tables on his assailant, placing a knee on the man's neck, leaving him pale-faced and

Without hesitation, she picked up an ashtray from the tea table and smashed it at

muffled sound

ashtray fell on the floor heavily, it was still intact. However, Raegan's actions broke

from the back of his head. Mitchel raised his

was directed to the man. Disregarding Mitchel's injury, she hurriedly approached and

felt a deep disappointment as

on the floor to stand. Tears were streaming down her face. "Erick... Erick...

worry about me," Erick answered as he stood up with Raegan's

dealing with the four bodyguards had drained his strength. His worry for

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