"Mr. Dixon, Mr. Dixon..." Raegan's voice, laced with concern, broke through Mitchel's thoughts. He snapped back to reality and released his hold on her wrist. Despite this, a shadow of seriousness Lingered on his handsome face.

Raegan pondered over his reaction. Was Mitchel's anger because she had brought up her late husband, Kabir? If that was the case, that was thrilling! She had been contemplating ways to provoke Mitchel.

On her first day of fulfilling her duties according to their agreement, Raegan had extravagantly spent nearly ten million dollars refurbishing Mitchel's office. Also, she had taught Lauren a stern lesson. She had exerted every effort to provoke Mitchel, but he didn't seem to display any anger. Wasn't it said that Mitchel despised reckless spending and unkind behavior? Why then, did he not show his displeasure after all her efforts to get him angry?

Instead, Mitchel seemed almost amused by her mischief. He was smiling in a way that suggested he enjoyed her attempts to piss him off.

This made Raegan question the information Erick had given her about Mitchel. It appeared she had been misguided in her approach.

Raegan remembered another detail about Mitchel, though. Rumor had it that he was extremely possessive, disliking anyone interfering with his personal or professional life, whether it involved his career or his relationships. That explained Mitchel's near loss of composure at the mention of Kabir.

With this new strategy in mind, Raegan spent the journey back sharing her memories of Kabir with Mitchel. She recounted her memories with Kabir, describing how he used to send her sunflowers, take her to the seaside, and often carry her back home.

She emphasized Kabir's name with each story.

As she persisted, she noticed Mitchel's expression growing increasingly dark. This reaction filled Raegan with a triumphant feeling. She reveled in the thought that her words were finally agitating him. She hoped her provocations would drive him to the point of seeking a divorce immediately.

Caught up in her efforts to annoy Mitchel, Raegan was surprised when he suddenly halted the car.

Raegan looked out the window and realized she had no idea where they were. With a puzzled look, she inquired, “Why are we stopping?"

Mitchel extended his hand and grabbed a cigarette from its case. He was about to light it but then decided against it. He placed the cigarette between his lips, squinting slightly. "I stopped because I want to give my full attention to your story. Please, continue."

Mitchel felt a surge of frustration as Raegan continued to ramble about her late husband, whom she dearly missed. This made it hard for him to focus on driving.

Raegan was taken aback by his reaction. She hadn't anticipated that Mitchel would be interested in hearing her past with another man.

Feigning shyness, she said softly, "But what I have left to tell is quite personal, and I'm not sure it's appropriate to share with you..."

Suddenly, the air around them grew tense and awkward.

Mitchel struggled to keep his anger in check. The thought of something personal... Huh! He bit back any harsh words. Then, he raised his eyebrows and gave Raegan a cold look. “What do you mean by ‘something personal'?"

Unaware of the danger in his words, Raegan answered, "You know, the kind of intimate moments shared between a husband and wife."

Despite her claim, she actually couldn't recall any specific details.

ALL she remembered was Kabir's kindness toward her. Her memories were faint, and she struggled to picture his face without a photograph for reference.