Mitchel stopped and looked at Raegan's slender fingers grasping his shirt.
His eyes darkened.
"Why?" Raegan lowered her eyes and lied, "I... I don't like hospitals.
There's something about them that scares me." She was so scared of being caught in that lie that she couldn't look him in the
eye.
Now, she didn't know if he believed her or not.
When he didn't say anything, she added softly, "I have already taken some medicine.
I'll be fine once I take some rest." Mitchel looked down.
From his perspective, he could only see half of her beautiful face.
Her face was so small, and her long curly eyelashes shook as she kept her eyes lowered.
Perhaps the fever made her flush, making her look so fragile at the moment.
Mitchel's heart melted against his will.
Without thinking twice, he made a U-turn and opened the door of the apartment.
He then took Raegan straight to the bedroom.
Raegan breathed a sigh of relief.
She had been so nervous just now that she got all sweaty.
Even her hair was wet.
All she wanted to do now was take a cool shower and go to bed.
"I will be fine alone.
You can leave now." She was clearly driving him away.

This place was all new to Mitchel.
After all, he had been used to living in a mansion all his life.
"Okay, " Mitchel uttered, but he didn't move an inch.
He just took off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt slowly.
Seeing this, Raegan's heart did a flip.
He scared her half to death.
She widened her eyes and shouted, "What are you doing? Don't take your clothes off! What are you up to?" She couldn't wrap
her head around why Mitchel wanted to sleep with her now that she was sick.
Did his dick do the thinking for him? How mean could he be? Mitchel froze and stared at her without blinking.
Raegan's heart was beating fast.
She couldn't stand being stared at like this.
His eyes were different from others she had ever seen.
They were filled with lust.
It was as if they could see through every piece of clothing on her.
Raegan suddenly felt hot again.
Biting the insides of her lips, she fanned herself and muttered, "I'm not feeling well now." She was telling him now wasn't the time
for them to have sex.

Besides, she had told him she wanted to divorce.
What was the point of having sex when this facade would be called off soon? Mitchel still didn't utter a word.
His expression was somber as he continued to stare at her with his eyes beaming with desire.

the bed, leaned over, and whispered in her ear, "Raegan, I'm not an animal." His soft tone dripped with lust, contradicting what he just said. Mitchel stared at her blushed face before grinning mischievously and going into the bathroom. Once left alone, Raegan slapped her burning cheeks. It was all Mitchel's fault. He always had a way of making

at her and revealed that the bath was ready. What? When did he become so considerate? Raegan was a little surprised. Raegan was a neat freak. She was all sticky now, so she wanted to get soaked up in the bathtub right away. She stood up. The sudden movement immediately made her head spin. She leaned backward and almost lost her balance. Fortunately, Mitchel caught her just in time and picked her up. He took her straight to the bathroom. His scent

blushed uncontrollably. She then said shyly, "I can undress myself. Just leave!" "What's the issue?" Mitchel asked, studying her nervous expression. "It's not the first time I'm doing this." Heat rushed to her ears at this time. She could feel them turning red. Whenever they had sex, Mitchel made it a point of duty to take her to the bathtub and clean her up carefully. Now as long as she thought of Mitchel and the bathtub, Raegan couldn't bear to look straight at him. Raegan shook off the amorous scene that popped up in her mind. After taking a deep breath, she said, "I'd like to be left alone. Leave, please." Seeing that she was serious, Mitchel raised his hands and turned around. The door of the bathroom was soon slammed shut. After giving herself a good soak in the bathtub, Raegan felt much better. She

To her surprise, Mitchel was still in the room.
She did her best to ignore him.
Just as she raised the quilt to lie on the bed, Mitchel grabbed her waist and dragged her back into the bathroom.
"What are you doing? Why do you want to go to bed with your hair wet?" With that, he unwrapped the small towel around her
head, picked up the hair dryer, and got to work.
Raegan's mind was a mess as she stared at their reflection in the mirror.
She noticed that his hair was also wet, but that only made him look more dashing.

and thanked him softly. Mitchel remained standing behind her. Their bodies were almost touching. With one hand on the washstand, Mitchel stared at her reflection in the mirror. The corners of his eyes slanted as he asked, "Is that all the thanks I'm gonna get?" Raegan gasped softly. The air in her lungs went in the wrong direction at this moment. She gawked at him with her eyes many sizes wider. Usually, she would

you hear me?" Raegan's eyebrows knitted in confusion. What was he on about? His eyes darkened further as he added, "There are many animals out there. Many men are not as nice as I am. Got it?" Weird! Raegan thought, not understanding how

a deer in headlights when she noticed that he was moving closer. When an alarm bell rang in her head, she quickly turned her face away. Mitchel roughly held her shoulders and pressed her against the washstand. He commanded, "Don't move."

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