Raegan lowered her head and ignored him. Of course, she couldn't tell him about the baby. But what she did only angered Mitchel even more.

“How dare you sneak out and go to the bar by yourself! Didn't I tell you to wait for me at home?"

He paused and sneered through clenched teeth, “There had been dozens of them hitting on you before I arrived, right?"

“Twenty of them in total," Raegan suddenly blurted out.

There was momentary silence between them. Mitchel really wanted to strangle Raegan to death. But when he saw her pale face, he held back the urge to do so.

"And you're very proud of it, right?"

Raegan looked at Mitchel in confusion.

"Didn't you ask me? I only answered you."

"I..." Mitchel was at a loss for words.

For the first time, he had realized that it was more difficult to deal with Raegan than to negotiate a billion-dollar contract.

Mitchel tried hard to restrain himself. He ordered coldly, "Don't let me see you in that kind of place again. Otherwise, I will break your legs!"

Raegan couldn't stand him anymore. But she held back her anger and retorted, "Mitchel, we are about to divorce. You will already get what you have been wanting. Why do you always meddle in my business?

Don't you think it is a bit unreasonable?"

Mitchel frowned and laughed angrily.

"Why are you in such a hurry to divorce me? Can't you wait to hook up with other men? Have you already made a promise to Henley? How's the coffee today, by the way?"

It was only then that Raegan understood why Mitchel was so angry. It turned out he was jealous of Henley.

Anger surged in her heart.

"Mitchel, are you out of your mind? Why are you following me?"

Actually, Mitchel didn't send anyone to follow Raegan. Someone just sent him a photo of her and Henley in a cafe when he went to the bar to look for her.

In the photo, Raegan's and Henley's fingers touched, and they looked at each other affectionately. Anyone who saw it would feel the intimacy between them.