Before she could blink, Mitchel had already gotten off and walked to her side. He opened the door and carried her out.

The gate opened automatically. When he walked into the house, the maid came over immediately.

"No one is allowed to get in the house!"

Mitchel's eyes were icy cold and filled with malice. It scared the shit out of the maid. She could only nod in obedience.

Raegan was somehow flustered. She had no idea what Mitchel was going to do, so she thumped his chest with her left hand.

“Mitchel, put me down! What are you doing?"

Bang! The door of the bedroom was kicked open and rebound closed after Mitchel strode in.

In a split second, Raegan was thrown on the soft quilt of the bed.

Mitchel pressed her and grabbed her chin forcefully.

“Let me show you what kind of man I am. You seem to have forgotten how you used to cry for mercy on this bed. Well, it doesn't matter. I'm gonna refresh your memory now."

Raegan shook like a leaf as her face became as pale as a sheet.

She knew exactly what he was talking about. But she was pregnant.

The window was still open, and the moonlight flooded in, which made the room as bright as daytime.

Mitchel's handsome face became more exquisite under the moonlight.

He pulled off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and took off his belt.

Raegan looked around for an escape route. As soon as she made a run for the door, Mitchel grabbed her waist and pulled her back to the bed.

Without caring about the injuries on her right hand, Raegan struggled as if her life depended on it.

Mitchel sneered and bond her wrists together with his tie.

Then, he parted her thighs and knelt between them.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Mitchel's long and narrow eyes were shining under the moonlight as if a beast hidden in him was about to wake up.