Starting To Fight Back Raegan was bewildered.
Why did it matter to Mitchel whether she ate or not? It wasn't that she refused to eat.
His presence was what made her lose the mood to eat.
"You..." Before she could even utter the word "leave," her words were stifled by his lips.
"Mmm..." Mitchel kissed her softly as if taking into account the discomfort in her mouth.
He was gentle this time.
Nevertheless, this action brought back memories of their earlier activities in the bathroom, filling Raegan with revulsion.
Reacting on impulse, she flung the hot porridge at him.
Mitchel grimaced as the scalding porridge hit him and quickly detached his lips from hers.
Just when Raegan assumed he'd explode with anger, he restrained himself, opened another carton of porridge, and said icily,
“Eat.
Otherwise, I'll feed you the way I just did." Raegan was at a loss.
His current behavior seemed absolutely irrational to her.
Fine.
She would eat.
If it meant he would leave, she'd gladly consume the porridge.
Head bowed, she ate slowly, every spoonful a reminder of her sore, wounded mouth.
She felt like crying from the pain.
But not in Mitchel’s presence.
Never in front of him.

Tears would only earn disdain from someone who didn't love you.
Why volunteer for more humiliation? Mitchel retreated to the bathroom and changed his clothes.
When Raegan noticed him retrieving a fresh set of clothes, she was taken aback.

Had he planned to stay at the hospital for an extended period? A caretaker appeared to clear the table after her meal.
Raegan was just about to lie down and rest when Mitchel reached for her mouth again.
With swift reflexes, Raegan smacked his hand away.
Mitchel's expression turned stormy.

and threw it away. Mitchel's arm remained hanging in the air awkwardly, and he struggled to contain his frustration. "Raegan, enough is enough." Raegan chuckled and retorted, "So, you want to do it here? Fine, I can accommodate you. Just not with my mouth. It's sore." "You! Unbelievable!" Mitchel's face flushed a deep shade of blue. Angrily, he tossed the tissue aside and stormed

result of the test. “You handed it to him directly?" Raegan pressed. Matteo hesitated, then recalled that when he sent the documents to Mitchel’s office, Mitchel was in a meeting, but it only

about ten minutes to finish the meeting.
He shared this with Raegan.
"So, there was a ten-minute gap.
Go back and see if anyone entered his office during that time,” Raegan urged.
She suspected a setup, and only Lauren came to mind as a likely saboteur.
She couldn't risk involving her child in Mitchel’s unpredictable moods.
He wouldn't bring himself to allow her to have a child that he assumed wasn't his, no matter how generous he pretended to be.
Even if they divorced, she needed to clear her unborn child's name.
In the afternoon, Luis paid her a visit.
Right after he stepped inside, Luis expressed his concern, saying, “Raegan, are you feeling better?" Raegan held no animosity
toward Luis and nodded in acknowledgment.

confront him directly. It's wiser to be subtle to minimize your pain." Raegan remained silent. Just as Luis was heading out, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Luis, could you help me with something?" She requested a retest, this time

seen this coming. No wonder when the topic of the baby had come

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