Everyone knew that Lauren was the only woman that Mitchel loved.

Did she stand a chance against that impressive woman?

Would the baby change anything? Not a chance.

Thinking of this, Raegan tore up the pregnancy test result in a fit of rage.

She felt lucky that she hadn't told him about her pregnancy yet.

After all, breaking the news would have only earned her more humiliation.

Back in the hospital, Mitchel stood in front of the window that overlooked the beautiful night sky. The moonlight accentuated his straight features, making him look extremely outstanding.

“Mitchel,” Lauren called out as she lay on the bed nearby.

She was in a dark purple silky nightgown, which gave off her figure.

Mitchel snapped out of his deep thoughts and turned to her.

"How are you feeling now?"

“I'm better now. I'm sorry to have bothered you again," Lauren said guiltily.

“Jocelyn was making a fuss over nothing."

Her face twisted pitifully as she spoke. It was as if she was reminding Mitchel how special she was to him.

"Not a big deal." With no expression on his face, Mitchel asked lightly, "You hungry? I can ask Matteo to get you whatever you'd like to eat."

"No, thanks." Lauren asked in a soft voice, "Where were you before?

Did I interrupt something?"

"Not at all," Mitchel replied calmly. He took a look at his watch and said, "It's late now. Go to sleep."

"I'm so scared, Mitchel."

Lauren suddenly wrapped her hands around Mitchel's waist from behind and sobbed with grievance. She buried her face into his back.