Raegan remained expressionless. She knew that the greater the expectation was, the greater the disappointment would be. After all, it happened to her last time.

Seeing that she was unresponsive, Mitchel lowered his head, bit her earlobe gently, and said in a husky voice, “I know it was my fault last time. I'll make it right this time."

Raegan was a little moved. It turned out he remembered what he did last time. This time, she couldn't help smiling.

“Okay.”

Her docile look only aroused Mitchel again. He lowered his head and began to suck her lips passionately.

Raegan struggled.

"Mitchel, someone else is in the car."

Of course, her voice reached Matteo's ears. He was sensible enough to immediately raise the partition.

He told himself that he could pretend to be invisible as long as Mitchel and Raegan were happy and satisfied.

Now that they had privacy, Mitchel pulled down Raegan's blouse without hesitation. He sucked hard the skin on her collarbone to leave a hickey.

Before Raegan could return to her senses, she heard Mitchel order overbearingly, "Call me honey."

Mitchel had been bullying Raegan with his thin lips for a long time, forcing her to affectionately address him as honey multiple times.

Before exiting the car, Mitchel straightened Raegan's attire, his gaze fixed on her. He said in a hoarse voice, “Take good care of yourself. I'll be back in a few days and we can pick up where we left off."

A blush crept over Raegan's face upon hearing him.

Mitchel was still recovering from injuries, with doctors advising against strenuous activities for at least a week.

Yet he made demands almost daily. To help him with his recovery, Raegan promised to fulfill his desires so long as he complied with medical advice.

She'd even consulted it with the doctor. It would be fine for them to make out as long as the movements were not too violent during these two months.

If he was insistent, she'd plead with Mitchel to take it easy and gentle.

Upon reaching the nursing house, Raegan noticed the disheveled nurse, Kendra, sitting outside the ward, her face half-swollen. When Kendra saw her, tears sprang to her eyes.

“Ms. Hayes, I was about to call you. A man claiming to be a relative tried to feed the patient cake. When I objected, he grabbed my head and slapped me in the face..