Chapter 842

Chapter 842:

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Katie realized that with Mitchel's resources, finding out Davey's close ties to the Maxwell family wouldn't have been difficult.

Mitchel's demands were manageable for Katie. Regardless, she had been the one who had orchestrated Raegan's blacklisting.

Katie figured if she couldn't win Mitchel's love, so be it. She would bind him with obligations instead, believing that one day, she would win his heart through them.

“Katie, you seem to be misunderstanding something,” Mitchel said, his eyes intense and menacing. «The thing about agreements is that they are limited to what was agreed, nothing more. Did you say you were just defending your rights?

He clenched and unclenched his fists, his joints cracking loudly.

Then, he moved forward slowly.

With every step she took, Katie's heart was racing.

Suddenly, Mitchel's long fingers gripped her chin firmly, staring at her as her pupils dilated in fear and her eyes held icy cold. "Tell me, what rights do you think you have?"

Katie's courage melted under his intense presence. He gritted his teeth and trembled, saying, “Mitchel, you're hurting me. Please let me go..."

He ignored her pleas, his voice high and imperious. «Who told you that you have those rights? Was it me?

Mitchel suddenly released her and Katie collapsed into the plush seat, gasping.

The light revealed the icy severity of Mitchel's face. Katie could tell he was furious. In those moments, I knew better than to argue with him. When he lost his temper, he was formidable.

Katie lowered her eyes, still showing a hint of defiance, and said through clenched teeth, "Mitchel, it doesn't matter, we're getting married soon!"

He paused and took a deep breath, his eyes beginning to water.

“At least in public, try to show me some respect.”

"Don't pretend you haven't read the contract you signed." His dark, implacable eyes said coldly, “Just the wedding. Nothing else".

Katie's face instantly paled. She was determined to marry Mitchel.

Although he was reluctant to make it official with a marriage certificate, the mere promise of marriage was enough for her. After all, if something happened to Mitchel, she would still be recognized as his wife in the eyes of others. His position would remain secure.

The dishes had gone cold.

However, Mitchel, who seemed calmer, pulled out a chair and said nonchalantly, “Eat now. Aren't these your favorite dishes?

Mitchel served the soaked vegetables onto Katie's plate.

The ladle clinked as he put it down. His lips curved into a slight smile. «Eat.

Katie pursed her lips, a ghostly paleness on her face. The dishes were cold. Besides, I didn't feel like eating. “No… I'm not hungry,” he stammered. She stood up hesitantly, ready to leave. "I'll go first."

“Sit down!” Mitchel ordered him. His voice was cold and distant, with a chilling tone that could make anyone shiver.

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