Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, “Where do you think you are going?"

The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up.

He then headed for the elevator.

In a daze, Raegan asked softly, “What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked.

"Taking you to the hospital, of course."

"No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength.

There was a chance that she could lose her pregnancy if she was treated blindly.

Although the baby came at the wrong time, it was still her little one. It was her duty to protect it.

Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless.

"Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor,"

Mitchel said firmly.

He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She sank her fingernails into his arm and kicked in protest.

“Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!"

Mitchel stopped and looked at Raegan's slender fingers grasping his shirt. His eyes darkened.

"Why?"

Raegan lowered her eyes and lied, "I... I don't like hospitals.

There's something about them that scares me."

She was so scared of being caught in that lie that she couldn't look him in the eye. Now, she didn't know if he believed her or not.

When he didn't say anything, she added softly, "I have already taken some medicine. I'll be fine once I take some rest."