Raegan felt a wave of disappointment. Just when she was close to getting what she wanted, Mitchel had stopped her.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice trembled as she muttered, "You... You're mean..."

Mitchel, taken aback, relaxed his hold on her shoulder and sighed.

"Hey, I'm not being harsh with you.”

His slightly kinder tone only confused Raegan more, and she started crying.

Mitchel shook his head, feeling helpless, and ordered, "Put up the partition."

Matteo breathed a sigh of relief, the tension easing from his shoulders. Without hesitation, he pressed the button to raise the partition that had separated him from the captivating scene unfolding behind.

Being a passionate, hot-blooded young man, Matteo couldn't deny the allure of watching a handsome man and a beautiful woman embrace and share a kiss.

As the partition lifted, Mitchel swiftly grabbed his tie, using it to restrain Raegan's restless hands.

In the aftermath of Raegan's memory loss, Mitchel had gained insights into her character. He realized that allowing her to touch him in her current state could lead to future complications. Anticipating a potential change in her attitude once sober, he decided to take precautions.

Mitchel had invested considerable time and effort in softening her aversion toward him. The last thing he desired was for those efforts to be rendered futile.

However, there was an additional motive behind lifting the partition.

He couldn't bear the thought of any other man seeing her in this state, let alone hearing her moaning.

Restrained and motionless, Raegan could only cry. The crux was the unbearable burning sensation coursing through her body. Discomfort gripped her, making her state agonizingly apparent.

Attempting to console her like one would soothe a distressed child, Mitchel asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable? Don't worry. It's going to be alright."

Raegan's mind was so messy that she couldn't speak. Her skeptical expression mirrored her disbelief. Just a lie, she thought.

The heat coursing through her body had intensified, akin to an eternal flame raging within. Her throat cried out for moisture, leaving her thirsty and hungry.

No respite seemed forthcoming. The situation only worsened. She emitted an unconscious groan, the simple desire to satiate her hunger gnawing at her. How could satisfying her desire be such an arduous task? Frustration and pain mingled within her.

Seeing this, Mitchel couldn't help but be amused. When she pouted, he suddenly thought of Janey. The resemblance between them was striking.

At the thought of Janey, Mitchel's eyes took on a deep intensity. He thought he couldn't bear Raegan and another man's child. However, harboring resentment toward Janey was beyond him.