Engrossed in her memories, Raegan didnât notice his approach until he softly took her hand, saying, âLetâs go.
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His touch brought warmth, and, slightly dazed, she followed him into the car, unaware of their destination.
The car eventually stopped.
Before Raegan loomed the imposing building of the City Hall.
City Hall? Raeganâs eyes widened in astonishment as she turned to Mitchel.
âWhy are we here?â
âTo honor your promise.
â
Raeganâs mind reeled.
All they could do here was to get married again.
It was beyond her comprehension that Mitchel wanted to remarry her.
âs BunnyBookery She thought he despised her.
But here they were, at the place to register marriages.
âMitchel, I canât!â
After saying so, she turned to leave, only to find her wrist securely held in his grasp.
Raegan struggled in vain, her hand trembling with resolute resistance.
Mitchel, sensing her protest, his refined features suddenly clouded over with a cold, stern expression.
âDo you intend to break our agreement? Do you want Nicole to go back to the detention center?â Mitchel asked, his voice deep and devoid of humor.
Raegan abruptly froze.
She couldnât let Nicole endure that dreadful fate again.
With a trembling voice, she pleaded, âMitchel, you never mentioned this before.
I⦠Iâm sorry.
I canât agree to this.
â
Their failed relationship had left wounds much deeper than visible scars.
It cast a shadow on her soul, and even Luciana was no longer by her side.
The thought of a marriage, despised by his parents, was suffocating her.
âMitchel, I am willing to go to great lengths to keep my promise, but marriage is a line I cannot cross,â Raegan said, her voice quivering.
With each word she uttered, Mitchelâs features grew more frigid, his anger reaching its peak.
âAny length?â His grip tightened on her coat, his voice seething with rage.
âCan we do it here, right now? Huh?â
Raegan clung to his hand, pleading, âNo!â