Although he didn't receive an answer, he continued, "What did she say to you?"

Raegan forced a smile and replied, “She asked when we would get divorced."

This didn't come as a surprise to Mitchel. He knew Lauren wanted to be his wife so bad.

“Lauren was a spoiled kid. She became gravely ill years back and fell into depression. She hardly cares about people's feelings. I advise you to try to avoid her as much as possible."

Depression? Raegan wouldn't call Lauren depressed, and bitchy was the correct word, given Lauren's behavior.

Besides, being depressed was no excuse to treat others like trash.

Raegan ditched her smile and rolled her eyes.

"You know what she wants, Mitchel. Once our divorce is finalized, I won't see either of you again. So, why should I avoid her?"

Mitchel's expression became slightly unpleasant.

Raegan ignored it.

"After I get these stitches out, I'll go speak to your mother. Rest assured I will convince her to agree to our divorce."

Thinking of the hickey on Lauren's neck, Reagan felt so disgusted as if she had eaten a fly.

The corners of Mitchel's eyes twitched. He repeated that question, “Do you really want to divorce me so bad? Is it because of that guy?"

These questions rekindled Raegan's emotions which had already calmed down.

"Mitchel, aren't you the one who wants the divorce?"

“But you asked for it first!" Mitchel didn't pass on the chance to argue.

Raegan pursed her lips guiltily. Indeed, she had brought it up, but that was because he broke her heart.

She had given her all just to make this marriage work. But what did she get in return? Nothing but pain.

“Mitchel, I'm a human being, not a robot. You can't expect me to watch my husband being intimate with another woman without any reaction!

Besides, Henley has nothing to do with my decision to divorce. I just went out for a walk and sustained a cut in my feet. He was kind enough to take me to the hospital. That's all.