Raegan, tell me. Did you two just have a simple fight?"

Although Kyler was still mad at Mitchel, the joy and expectation in his eyes were glaring.

Raegan pursed her lips, put on a smile, and whispered, "Yes, it's true."

"Thank God! Oh, you two almost killed me with a heart attack!" Kyler laughed out loud.

As tears welled up in Raegan's eyes, she held Kyler's hand and said seriously, "Kyler, please take good care of yourself."

"Don't cry, dearie!" Kyler smiled and said, "As I said earlier, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I'm pushing ninety now. If my creator says it's time for me to come back home, then I'll have no qualms.

My only regret is that I didn't get to see my great-grandchildren yet."

Raegan sniffed and held on to Kyler's hand.

"Don't say those words.

You'll live a long life!"

“Haha! I hope so. I'll wait to see my great-grandchildren then. I'm sure they will be as cute as you."

At this time, a nurse suddenly came in and said that the patient needed rest. Raegan quickly helped Kyler to lie down.

Before lying down, Kyler issued a warning to Mitchel, "Listen here, you brat. If you dare to hurt Raegan, I won't let it slide."

After coming out of the ward, Mitchel strode forward ahead of Raegan.

And his words of no divorce kept resounding in Raegan's mind.

Raegan wanted to ask Mitchel for an explanation. Did Mitchel really mean that or did he just say that to calm Kyler down and cheer him up?

Her thoughts were muddled now. She lowered her head helplessly.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist. She was pulled into the corner with a good amount of force.

Raegan looked up to find that it was Mitchel. She staggered behind him like a little girl. She was still wondering why he said those words just now.

“You are really something, Raegan," Mitchel sneered sarcastically.