Every inch of Mitchel's body seemed more attractive upon his waking up, his aura overwhelmingly captivating.

After tidying up, Raegan took a shower to rinse off the sticky sweat.

Once she emerged, Mitchel tenderly grasped her flushed hand, a hint of concern in his expression. "Feeling tired? Would you like to lie beside me a bit longer?"

Raegan, her heart pounding, insisted, “No, no, the doctor will reprimand me."

Mitchel affectionately pinched her cheek, chuckling. "What's on your mind? I may be willing, but I'm powerless at the moment."

Her laughter in response to his remark allowed her to relax comfortably by his side.

Truly, she was utterly exhausted. The recent days have proven to be both mentally and physically strained. Only by his side did she find solace and security.

Mitchel had mixed feelings as Raegan placed her trust in him. He whispered seductively, “Once I've recovered, we'll celebrate properly."

Raegan, feeling her cheeks burn, turned away, avoiding his gaze.

He longed to kiss her, her bashfulness warming him, drawing him closer to her.

Raegan felt overwhelmed by his unexpected advances. “No more... Or we'll end up needing another bath," she protested.

"Next time, I'll be the one to bathe you." Mitchel's voice was husky, causing her cheeks to flush even more. She had her own hands. Why would she need his help with a bath?

They lay entwined, neither feeling the pull of sleep nor the desire to rise, treasuring every moment of their precious time together.

Noticing Raegan was still awake, Mitchel took the opportunity to broach a topic. "Did my mother strike you today?"

Luciana's frailty meant her slap hadn't Landed forcefully, and there was no visible mark left by now.

But when Luciana slapped Raegan, Mitchel was caught between sleep and wakefulness. The noise he heard seemed almost surreal, leaving him unsure if such an incident had actually taken place.

Raegan glanced down, fiddling with her fingers. Previously, with Mitchel unconscious, she hadn't felt much. Now being directly asked by him, she felt a bit aggrieved.

Instantly, Mitchel's eyes hardened with ice, initially suspecting it was in his dream, only to realize it was true. He tenderly kissed Raegan's cheek, promising, "I'll make it right for you."

"Let it go. I didn't suffer much. I'll just be more cautious in the future." Raegan had no desire to create discord between Luciana and Mitchel.

In Raegan's recollection, Luciana had always been kind and reasonable, even though Luciana's demeanor to her had shifted due to Mitchel's subsequent injuries. The way Luciana behaved today appeared rather peculiar to Raegan.