Finally, Matteo stopped knocking. He must have realized what was going on in the office, so he retreated silently.

At last, Mitchel's rapid breathing gradually subsided.

He leaned closer to Raegan's ear and said hoarsely, “Honey, I will die on you sooner or later."

After a while, he stood up. Raegan was still panting faintly. Her hair was wet, and her cheeks were crimson. She looked pitiful and lovely.

Mitchel took a wet tissue and cleaned Raegan up. While he was doing this, his eyes caught sight of the bruises between her Legs.

His eyes darkened. He felt sorry for Raegan. And he couldn't help blaming himself for Losing control of his strength just now.

He quickly opened the drawer and took out an ointment. Then he asked her to lie down so he could apply it to her bruises.

When his slender fingers touched her skin, Raegan felt they were cold.

She was so embarrassed that her face flushed at once.

Fortunately, she wore a pair of soft and loose square pants today.

The ointment wouldn't stain on her.

But she thought it was still too embarrassing.

Raegan was angry and embarrassed at the same time. She asked abruptly, “Why do you have this in your office?"

Mitchel grinned wickedly.

"I have a flight at three this afternoon, and I will be on a business trip for four days. If you don't show up today, I'll call you over anyway. So I prepared this in advance."

Raegan was rendered speechless.

She was so exhausted right now that she couldn't help regretting coming to his office. She decided she would never bring soup to his office again.

Knowing that Raegan was going to the nursing house to see her grandmother, Mitchel insisted on sending her there first.

On their way, he rested his chin on her head and played with her earlobe.

Then he said, "When I come back from the business trip, I will go with you to see your grandma."