Humiliation A deafening silence filled the villa.
Raegan noticed that the maid was nowhere in sight.
The maid usually still had not gone to bed at this time.
She shrugged it off and made her way upstairs to look for her suitcase.
Moonlight spilled into the room through open curtains, so she did not need to turn on the light.
She opened the cabinet door and was surprised to see that her suitcase, the one she had stowed away before, missing, Click.
The light flicked on, illuminating the room.
Mitchel slowly approached her, his handsome face shadowed by a gloomy expression.
"What are you looking for?" Raegan was startled.
She wondered how long he had been standing here, like a ghost lurking in the shadows.
Wasn't he supposed to be at Lauren's birthday party? But that didn't matter now.
"Where's the maid?" Raegan questioned.
Mitchel ignored her query and repeated, "What are you looking for?" "My luggage." "Do you plan on leaving?" His voice was
calm yet unsettling.
He sounded as though he was teetering on the brink of fury.
Raegan retreated a step and responded with a question, “Haven't you made up your mind?" What he said at Lauren's party was
a punch in the gut.
There was no need to do that.
She was no fool.
At this moment, Mitchel just silently watched her.
Raegan's emotional storm had passed by now.

She had already cried her eyes out earlier.
Besides, getting emotional right now would get her nowhere.

In the past, the idea of stopping loving Mitchel was nearly impossible.
But not anymore.
His sweetness, followed by emotional slaps, had worn her down to the bone.
As Mitchel said nothing, Raegan continued, "Since you've made up your mind, let's handle this amicably.

his eyes vanished, replaced by a flinty glare. He closed the gap between them, seized her wrist, and pinned her against the door. "You've found a new man, huh? Tell me. Who's the father? Hector?" Raegan was puzzled. Why bring Hector into this? She hardly even knew him. Besides, she had not done anything wrong. Did Mitchel had schizophrenia or something? Hurt

eyes. "Do you really need to see it?” Mitchel responded with a wry smile. “Don't you already know what you've done? You hooked up with your stupid senior and even my uncle, and then

out was insulting, and he grimaced due to the sharp pain in his head.
Hearing this, a myriad of emotions washed over Raegan, and her eyes welled up with tears.
For a brief moment, her hurt expression seemed to hurt Mitchel.
Slap! Raegan raised her hand and slapped Mitchel across the face.
An imprint of her hand could be seen on his face, indicating how forceful the slap was.
"Mitchel, you bastard!" Raegan spat, her eyes filled with hatred and disgust.
Livid, Mitchel's face turned red, and he bellowed while grabbing her chin, "Do you want me to disable your hande" The instant he
raised his hand, Raegan's tears streamed like hot pearls, burning the back of his hand.
Mitchel froze and felt a pang of pain in his chest.
He looked at Raegan's small face beneath his hand.
An outrageous thought suddenly crossed his mind.

Cold water rained down, drenching Raegan from head to toe. With her eyes tightly shut, she fought against his grip. "What are you do...” Before she could finish her words, Mitchel

without warning, he stripped her of her clothing. The bathroom had no heater, and the

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