Laurenâs face clouded over upon hearing these words.
While Mitchel seemed calm, she was pissed off first.
But she suppressed her fury, thinking that tolerating this would help her marry Mitchel.
Faced with Raeganâs menacing tone, Lauren played the victim.
âWhat are you implying? Is this a threat?â
âYes, I am threatening you,â Raegan admitted unapologetically.
âIâve lost everything.
You think Iâm afraid of you now?â
Lauren inwardly rejoiced.
This was exactly what she wanted, for Mitchel to witness Raeganâs malicious nature.
It was perfect timing for Mitchel to step in.
Pretending to notice Mitchel just then, Lauren burst into tears and, with a quivering voice, implored, âMitchel, please help meâ¦â
Raeganâs smirk widened upon seeing Laurenâs facade change.
Did Lauren think she hadnât noticed Mitchelâs arrival?
She was fully aware.
Her words were deliberate.
If those words could hasten their divorce, she was willing to say even more.
If once wasnât enough, then sheâd do it five times over.
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Without hesitation, she grabbed Laurenâs hair and slapped her, fueling the drama.
Raegan knew Laurenâs plan was to have Mitchel witness her seeming madness.
So be it.
She would fully embrace the role.
Raegan stooped to gather the shattered fragments of a cup from the floor, pressing them menacingly against Laurenâs cheek.
With a sneer, she taunted, âWho do you think will come to your rescue? How would you feel if I slashed your face?â
Fear gripped Lauren instantly.
She couldnât fathom Raeganâs sudden madness.
Why did Raegan remain enraged even after knowing Mitchelâs arrival?
Terrified of her face being marred, Lauren broke down, sobbing, âMitchel⦠Help me⦠Helpâ¦â
Suddenly, a figure dashed from behind, seizing the broken glass from Raeganâs grip, yanking her away.
Unexpectedly, Raeganâs body was alarmingly light, like a sheet of paper, causing her to crash to the bedside table.
Instantly, her delicate face throbbed with pain, her face beading with cold sweat.
Mitchelâs expression shifted to concern.
Squatting beside Raegan, he anxiously offered his hand, asking, âAre you hurt?â