This was the first time Mitchel had experienced such an agonizing minute in an elevator.

Gripping Raegan's slender waist, he murmured in a hoarse voice, "I'll quench your thirst now. Don't get mad at me when you sober up."

Seemingly savoring the moment, Raegan surrendered herself and took the lead.

They finally reached the room, and without hesitation, Mitchel went straight to the bathtub. Gently placing her inside, he turned on the cold water with caution.

Worried that the cold water might be too much, he joined her in the tub, holding her closely as they soaked together.

Yet, it became apparent that Raegan was in a playful mood, unable to resist the urge to tease. Rather than reaching for something to hold onto, she simply clutched Mitchel's finger and emitted a playful groan.

It became evident that she was merely seeking an outlet for her pent-up desires. She was only using him as a tool to soothe herself.

The realization left Mitchel discontented. Withdrawing his fingers, he gently cupped her face and asked, “Do you know who I am?"

Raegan opened her blurred eyes and replied in a daze, "Mitchel..."

The familiarity in his scent and his touch prompted her to instinctively call out his name. It was as though her body retained an imprint, maintaining loyalty to him even in unconscious moments.

Upon hearing her words, Mitchel's heart was filled with sweetness and warmth.

He felt that, at this very moment, Raegan was not the woman struggling with amnesia but the one who had once wholeheartedly relied on him during their best times.

“Good girl, Raegan," he murmured. He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Just as the tender moment enveloped them, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Mitchel knew it was Luis. For a fleeting moment, a selfish thought crossed his mind. He wished Luis hadn't come.

Ultimately, he resisted the impulse, refraining from any intimate involvement with her.

Mitchel found himself incapable of controlling Raegan. Therefore, he reluctantly swung the door open with her nestled in his arms.

The instant the door creaked ajar, Luis was greeted with the sight of Mitchel cradling a tightly wrapped woman.

In sheer astonishment, Luis exclaimed, "Why did you even bother calling me? You can handle this situation yourself!"

Mitchel brushed off the sarcasm with a cold retort, "Cut the crap."