Mitchel had stayed away for five days, struggling with the fear of losing control and harming Raegan again.
He had tried to suppress his thoughts, but each new revelation only stoked the flames of his anger.
Suddenly, his expression darkened.
He pushed Raegan onto the bed, his hand moving under her dress.
Raegan, terrified, stammered out an explanation, âI wasnât aware of any link between Henley and the company I worked for.
His threat was real.
Why canât you trust me, Mitchel?â
Mitchelâs piercing gaze bore into her.
âThen explain why Henley would leave all his wealth and assets to you?â
When Henleyâs assistant announced his vegetative state in the hospital, Gerda was so distraught she nearly fainted.
Raegan was equally stunned.
Why would Henley have left his entire fortune to her? Such a turn of events seemed incomprehensible.
Mitchel, with darkened eyes, questioned, âCan you explain this?â
Raegan opened her mouth but remained silent, at a loss for words.
Mitchelâs gaze grew colder, still wrongly thinking Raegan was pregnant with Henleyâs child.
Despite what Henley had done, he must admit Henley was quite considerate in offering financial support for the unborn child in Raeganâs belly.
At the thought of that, Mitchelâs heart seemed to be torn apart by some invisible stagger.
He pinched Raeganâs chin, his tone icy.
âSay something!â His anger intensified, his grip tightening.
Raegan, on the verge of tears, stammered, âWhat do you expect me to say?â
âDidnât you try to explain it to me just then? Go on.
â
Raegan felt utterly confused.
Without understanding the situation herself, how could she clarify it?
Mitchel, growing more agitated by her silence, lost the composure he had intended to maintain.
Mitchelâs words dripped with sarcasm, âRaegan, do you enjoy flirting with others while making a pass on me?â
Tears brimming in her eyes, Raegan retorted, âWhen did I ever make a pass on you?â
Mitchel sneered, âWhy did you ki*s me when visiting me in the hospital even after I said I didnât want to see you?â
âIâ¦â Raegan opened her mouth to respond but found no words.
Mitchel continued bitterly, âCanât defend yourself? Let me answer for you.
â
Mitchelâs anger, fueled by past grievances involving Henley, made him spill out in harsh tones, âDo you just enjoy hooking up and being a bitch?â
âYou!â Raegan was livid at his insulting words.
What a f@cking bastard Mitchel was! An absolute asshole!
His harsh words cut deep.
Raegan felt a surge of injustice, struggling to maintain her composure.