If he could turn back time, he'd never repeat that mistake. The loss of their first child hurt him as much as it did Raegan.

"Mr. Dixon, you just happened to save your ex and just happened to put me at risk?" Raegan's lips twisted into a light sneer. "So, it's just a coincidence that I have an appointment with a man and things get a bit intimate. It was an accident. Mr. Dixon, don't read too much into it."

The more Raegan spoke, the darker the expression on the Mitchel's face grew, until it was as black as ink.

"Are you really picking a fight with me over that man?" Mitchel's voice was icy cold. "You don't want to see that man end up ruined because of his involvement with you, right?"

Mitchel's threat was unmistakable. He almost reached his breaking point, unable to bear any other men around Raegan's side. He wanted Stefan out of the picture this instant, away from Raegan.

Yet, Raegan remained unfazed, her voice indifferent. “Are you threatening me again, Mr. Dixon?"

The word “again" caused a subtle shift in Mitchel's expression, but he didn't deny it. Instead, he simply said, “Yes.”

For Mitchel, being hated by Raegan was a small price to pay to avoid seeing her with other men. The mere thought of Raegan being with other men killed him.

Mitchel held a slight bitterness within his heart. Did Raegan not hate him enough? He was prepared to make her hate him even more as long as he was the only man by her side.

"Mr. Dixon, do you have any idea how many men there are in the world?"

Mitchel frowned, puzzled by her question.

"There are 3.5 billion men," Raegan said with a faint smile. "Tell me, how many of them can you really drive them away?"

Instantly, Mitchel's face darkened, a mix of disbelief and coldness washing over him as he heard Raegan's words.

His eyes, dark as the night, flared with a startling crimson hue, sharp and piercing. His voice edged with coldness as he said, “Raegan, you can't be serious with this joke."

"It's no joke, Mr. Dixon. If you think it is, just wait and see.

We'll find out whether you can stop me faster or I can find someone new quicker!" Raegan declared.

Mitchel's expression turned icy. With a bitter tone, he implored, “Raegan, stop talking nonsense."

“Mr. Dixon, if you want to keep fooling yourself, sure, call it nonsense." Raegan dismissed his words and walked away without a second glance at his face.

For the first time, Mitchel realized how difficult it was to persuade Raegan. She seemed immune to every tactic, not even threats could deter her. He had to face the fact. Raegan had changed. She was no longer someone he could control.

His eyes reddened, a sense of desperation creeping in. He quickly followed her, grabbing her arm. “What do you really want?"