Raegan was at a loss for words.
The summer night was muggy.
Feeling somewhat sorry for him, she asked, âWould you like to come up?â
Raegan observed the cloudy sky, anticipating a thunderstorm might come soon.
Even though Mitchelâs car could be cooled with air conditioning, Raegan wasnât certain if there were any blankets or similar items available.
Moreover, considering his poor health, sleeping in the car might only make him feel worse.
Mitchel remained silent.
Raegan then realized what she had just suggested subconsciously, pondering how she had unintentionally begun to worry over him.
Feeling regret for what she said, she wished she could bite her tongue, âUm⦠Perhaps you should head back.
Iâm going to sleep.
â
She was about to draw the curtains, preferring out of sight and out of mind.
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âAre you backing out now? Should I press the doorbell?â Mitchelâs voice carried a bit of urgency as if he were on the move.
Raegan, startled, glanced down at his car and found no sight of him.
She spotted him approaching the main entrance.
âHow did you get Then she exclaimed in surprise.
The villaâs gate had a facial recognition system, allowing only those registered to enter.
âJaney added me,â Mitchel revealed.
Raegan was left speechless by the little âtraitor.
â
Mitchelâs voice broke the silence, âIâm here, waiting for you to let me in âFine.
â Raegan regretted her words but couldnât take them back.
Raegan tiptoed down the carpeted stairs, wearing her fluffy slippers that exposed her toes, heading quietly toward the door.
She swung the door open.
Moonlight illuminated Mitchelâs handsome face.
Raegan felt her heart flutter upon seeing him.
She scolded herself for constantly being captivated by his meticulously sculpted handsome face.
âPlease, come in.
â She turned her face aside, avoiding his gaze.
As Mitchel stepped in, he quietly shut the door.
Raeganâs attire was an apricot silk nightgown trimmed with white lace, complemented by white fluffy open-toe slippers.
Her just-washed face gleamed with freshness, its softness and allure impossible to resist.
Mitchel observed her with an intensified look, complimenting, âYou look beautiful.
â
âWhat was that?â Mitchelâs voice was gentle, causing Raegan to strain to catch his words.
Mitchel stepped closer, saying again, âThe nightgown suits you well.
â
Raegan felt uneasy with him so close.
She stepped back, saying, âPlease, keep your distanceâ¦â