Mitchel's large and somewhat rough hands rubbed Raegan's breasts cruelly.

"You love cursing me, huh? I have enough energy to make you too tired to curse me."

Raegan immediately shut her mouth, not daring to say a single harsh word.

She was accustomed to his lack of restraint, so she could tolerate it. But this time, it was different. There was a baby in her belly.

At the thought of her baby, Raegan's face turned pale. She begged, "Mitchel, let's try a different..."

But Mitchel suddenly sealed her lips with his to stop her from talking.

The next moment, time became long and unbearable again.

Mitchell was fierce, acting like an animal. He didn't stop until the sky outside slowly brightened.

Raegan was so exhausted that she fell into a deep sleep.

The sky was already slightly dark outside when she woke up.

She suddenly remembered she had to work today. She hurriedly got up, and her eyes inadvertently fell on the trash can near the door. She saw the torn pajamas she wore last night thrown in there.

This sight of it reminded Raegan of the prolonged torment last night.

Her face turned pale at once.

She rushed to the closet in a panic, hoping to find something to wear. When she opened it, she was surprised to see that it was filled with luxury women's clothing of the season. They were all brand new, and tags were still attached to them.

Some of the clothes and accessories looked familiar to Raegan. They were the latest winter collection that Mitchel had asked the store sales assistant to deliver to her in early autumn.

When they divorced, she didn't take a single piece of clothing with her. She didn't expect them to be still neatly arranged here.

Raegan had no time to think too much. She randomly picked a dress, put it on, and walked to the door.

But when she pulled the door, it wouldn't open. She tried several times, but she failed.

She went to the balcony and found that the back door was also locked.

Not only the doors but also the windows and other access points were sealed. She had no way out.