She felt like a dagger had pierced through her heart. It hurt so much.

Tears welled up in Raegan's eyes, and she forced a bitter smile.

“Mitchel, in your eyes, my grandmother means nothing, right? Do you even care about me? Is that why you can make such a decision without a second thought?"

Mitchel couldn't tolerate this any longer. He retorted coldly, “Raegan, what has gotten into you? Why would you say something like that? What's the point of it?"

For a moment, it felt like an invisible hand was tearing Raegan's heart apart.

The pain was unbearable, and she longed to end the conversation right there.

But she couldn't bear the thought of her grandma passing away with regrets of not meeting Mitchel.

So she begged, her voice trembling, “Mitchel, I'm not trying to manipulate you. My grandma is dying. She truly wants to see you,"

Mitchel furrowed his brow. Through the phone call, he couldn't see the desperation in Raegan's eyes. He tried to console her patiently, “I have already told you I'll visit your grandma. I won't break my promise. Just be patient and wait for me, okay?"

Raegan bit her lip hard and tried to hold back her tears.

She lost her temper and shouted, "Mitchel, I'm not trying to coax you into coming back. I'm telling the truth! Why can't you trust me?"

“Of course, I trust you, but Lauren is in a really bad condition.

She had a relapse yesterday, and she can't stay in the hospital without someone by her side. I can't just leave her like that."

Mitchel's firm attitude deepened Raegan's despair.

Once again, she had overestimated her importance to him.

For Mitchel, Lauren was the top priority.

He didn't care whether her grandma was sick or not.

Raegan's heart was broken by him again.

"Mitchel, have you ever considered that Lauren might be using her so -called illness to keep you with her?"

“Raegan, don't say things like that. Lauren wouldn't stoop to do such things," Mitchel countered.