This porridge was tailored to aid Mitchelâs recovery.
It had taken her some time to make it, which explained her late arrival at the hospital.
She offered the bowl to Mitchel, suggesting, âTry some porridge.
â
But Mitchel, wearing a frosty look, remained silent.
He feigned interest in a financial magazine instead.
Raegan held out the bowl patiently, but Mitchel showed no intention of accepting it.
Feeling slightly awkward, she set the bowl on the bedside table.
A gloomy air filled the room.
Confused by Mitchelâs coldness, Raegan simply sat down and began messaging Nicole.
Mitchelâs irritation grew upon seeing Raegan texting so nonchalantly, thinking she was unwilling to pay him a visit.
He bit his lip, holding back his anger, fearing heâd lash out at Raegan once more.
Soon, Mitchel made a move to rise, his chest wound protesting the motion with a tight pull, casting a shadow over his expression.
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Clap! Mitchelâs hand came down sharply on hers.
His slap was forceful, loaded with aversion to her touch.
The sting left Raeganâs hand red, her eyes welling up immediately.
Alexis had hurled insults at her, calling her derogatory names, yet none of that compared to the sorrow she felt now.
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Mitchelâs reluctance to see her was obvious, yet he didnât make it known to Luciana.
Had he done so, she wouldnât have come at all.
âMitchel, if my presence bothers you that much, Iâll just go.
Thereâs no need for that.
â
Reaganâs eyes brimmed with tears, on the verge of spilling at any moment.
Mitchel let out a sneer, his patience worn thin.
âOh, are you in a hurry? Eager to meet your boyfriend? Then, by all means, go!â
Anger clenched Raeganâs jaw tight.
First, it was Alexisâ brazen insults, and now Mitchelâs mocking laughter.
Why did she subject herself to such degradation?
She had come of her own accord, only to be mocked and belittled!