“Let me call the doctor for you."

When Raegan was about to stand up, Mitchel suddenly clenched her hand.

She was caught off guard and threw herself on him.

She felt that his body seemed to tremble when their bodies touched.

Raegan remembered his injuries. She tried to stand up, afraid of hurting him. However, Mitchel held her so tightly that she couldn't move.

"You don't need to call the doctor. Just come here and lie beside me."

Mitchel's voice sounded above Raegan's head. She couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

"What?" She Looked at him in confusion.

“Are you just going to sleep sitting there?" Mitchel asked in a clear and cold voice.

Raegan finally understood what he meant, and she couldn't help blushing. She stammered, “I... I'm not sleepy yet. If I am, I will ask Matteo to look after you."

"“Raegan..." Judging from his flat and indifferent tone, Raegan could tell that he was angry.

"Do you still have a heart?"

He looked at her with piercing eyes. His gaze was filled with accusations, which almost overwhelmed Raegan.

Since Raegan was still guilty about his injuries, she compromised.

"Okay, but later. I'm not sleepy yet. You can take a rest first."

Mitchel knew that Raegan was only making an excuse. He snorted coldly.

"Are you afraid that I will take advantage of you? You know that I am injured, right? You seem to be overestimating me."

He hit the nail on the head. Raegan felt so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and hide.

She muttered in a low voice, "No, I..."

But before she could finish her words, he pulled her closer and said, “Do you want me to carry you up?"