Lauren felt a flush of anger. She had never been insulted like this before. And it was even more unacceptable for her that it was Raegan who did it.

“How dare you say that to me! Who do you think you are? You are nothing! Mitchel only uses you as a tool to please his grandfather.

Mitchel and I grew up together. We were childhood sweethearts. And until now, our love for each other hasn't changed. Do you really think I am the third wheel? Do you know what is the real definition of a third wheel? The third wheel is the one who is not loved. And that's you!”

Lauren thought her words would hurt Raegan. But to her surprise, Raegan only burst into laughter.

“Oh, really? I think that's only your own definition of a third wheel. Miss Murray, you are so funny. Do you expect everyone in this world to be as shameless as you? No matter what, a mistress will always be a mistress. If I don't divorce Mitchel until the end, you will have to be a mistress for the rest of your life."

"You... How dare you!"

Raegan's words stimulated Lauren. Lauren was so angry that she rushed to Raegan and pulled the collar of Raegan's dress, wanting to scratch Raegan's face.

However, Lauren suddenly froze.

As soon as the collar of Raegan's dress was torn open, a long and dazzling hickey was exposed.

Raegan's delicate skin was marked with red. Obviously, they were kiss marks. But they didn't look ugly at all. Instead, they made Raegan incomparably charming.

Lauren didn't need to ask to know who made those marks.

Lauren bit her lower lip hard until she felt the taste of blood in her mouth. Her chest almost exploded in anger. She wished she could tear Raegan into pieces right at this moment.

Lauren's mind was a mess. She imagined how Mitchel buried his face on Raegan's neck with his eyes full of lust. This thought made her tremble in anger.

Indeed, Raegan was a bitch! Lauren assumed Raegan had seduced Mitchel into leaving that hickey.

“Raegan, you are a disgusting bitch!" Lauren snarled at Raegan through clenched teeth. Her eyes were filled with viciousness.

Raegan knew why Lauren was fuming with rage. She glanced at Lauren and said lightly, "Hey, what is wrong with you? Why are you so angry?

Mitchel and I are married. We are a couple. It's only normal for couples to have sex, right? Since he is my husband, it is my responsibility to satisfy his desire.

And you really think Mitchel loves you? He only sticks with you because of your illness. But actually, I have always been wondering if you are really terminally ill. Could it be that you are only pretending to be sick to get Mitchel's sympathy?"

Raegan had all the reasons to doubt. Lauren was Lively and energetic.

There was no sign of lethargy in her. She didn't look like a terminally ill patient at all.