The taxi driver frowned, thinking.
Raegan was stunned.
Mitchelâs capacity for fabrication was unexpectedly impressive.
After consideration, the taxi driver eventually stepped out and passed the taxi to Matteo.
The taxi driver even imparted some wisdom to Mitchel.
âRemember, a wife should be treasured, not upset.
Got that?â
âI understand, sir.
â Looking at Raegan, Mitchel added, âIâll make sure to âtreasureâ her properly.
â
Raegan was at a loss for words since things happened so swiftly.
Matteo took the wheel and began to drive away, with the taxi driverâs voice echoing in the distance.
âYoung man, I donât know how to operate your fancy carâ¦â
A slight smile appeared on Mitchelâs face.
His plan had worked.
Raegan was astounded by Mitchelâs plan.
âYou really are a scoundrel.
â
âJust a bit, and only for you,â Mitchel replied.
Raegan was rendered speechless.
She crinkled her nose at the overpowering scent on him.
âLeave the car.
Your smell is making me nauseous!â
Mitchel sniffed his sleeve, recognizing the womanâs strong perfume on his clothes.
He immediately removed his jacket, instructed Matteo to pull over at a nearby station platform, and discarded his jacket in a trash bin.
As he began to remove his shirt, Raegan intervened.
âWhat on earth are you doing?â
Mitchel appeared puzzled.
âYou said the smell was bothering you, didnât you?â
Raegan felt her cheeks grow hot.
âJust leave the car.
I didnât mean you should undress!â
The idea of Mitchel getting undressed in a taxi was even more unsettling.
Particularly in a taxi lacking privacy film.
Passersby might misconstrue their situation if they saw Mitchel undressing.
Mitchel protested, âBut I made a promise to the taxi driver to âtreasureâ you properlyâ¦â
Raeganâs face turned even redder.
Mitchel moved closer, offering his arm for her to sniff.
âCheck this.
No smell here.
I didnât take off my jacket back in the chamber.
â
Raegan awkwardly looked away, criticizing, âHave you no dignity?â
âWell, it seems I donât have such a thing in your presence.
â Mitchel placed his hand on the back of her seat, subtly enclosing her, his tone deep.
âDoes this bother you?â
Feeling her ears heat up and frustrated, Raegan replied, âIâm not interested in someone whoâs been with others.
Itâs repulsive.
â
Mitchel faced her, lifting his hand as though taking an oath.
âI assure you, I havenât been with any other woman.
You can ask Matteo.