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."

This is not my home!" Raegan

it is!" Mitchel insisted

someone else." Raegan was telling the truth. She had suffered from memory loss due to the car accident. She was not pretending. She genuinely had no

Raegan with him, going so far as to attempt to consummate their relationship to convince himself it wasn't

slightly, elbows on both sides, 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

his shirt with slender hands and

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

don't know you. I have a husband, but it's not you. You have mistaken

darkened, his voice now dangerous and deep,

platinum diamond ring on her

momentarily stunning Mitchel. Unfazed, he attempted to

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

no

ring from Raegan's hand, Mitchel flung it into the

heavyhearted expression in his eyes, he

over the past five years. The sorrow had made him live

he thought of Raegan marrying another

it had been struck by lightning, and an unbearable pain swept over

fell from Mitchel's bloodshot eyes and landed

tear seemed to carry his profound

his eyes filled with tears, Mitchel demanded, "Have you ever thought about

she heard this, Raegan found Mitchel's accusation so absurd that she responded firmly, "No,

that, Mitchel forcefully pushed

with an unsettling eagerness, resembling a predator closing

of me, you bastard!" Raegan

as Mitchel leaned over, a thunderous crash echoed through the room

man rushed in, pulled Mitchel off the bed, and pressed him to the floor while

matter of seconds, he turned the tables on his assailant, placing a knee on the man's neck, leaving him

by the turn of events, Raegan recognized the man lying on the floor. Without hesitation, she picked up an ashtray from the tea table and smashed it at the back

muffled sound

ashtray fell on the floor heavily, it was still intact. However,

trickled from the back of his head. Mitchel raised his head

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

Mitchel felt a deep disappointment as Raegan pushed

stand. Tears

me," Erick answered as he stood

formidable fighter, yet dealing with the four bodyguards had drained his strength. His worry for Raegan

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