"It might sound absurd, but it always works, right? That's why she keeps resorting to using the same trick on you. Have you ever wondered why she only has relapses when you are around, not in front of others?”

Raegan almost cried out, her voice bordering on hysteria.

Mitchel remained unconvinced.

"It's just a coincidence."

Raegan scoffed when she heard that.

"Is it really just a coincidence?

Think about it, Mitchel. I don't believe there are so many coincidences in the world."

Even over the phone, Mitchel could sense that Raegan was in a foul mood.

He massaged his temples and said, "I promise you, Raegan, I'll fly back as soon as I can once Lauren gets better."

Raegan lowered her gaze, looking utterly exhausted. Her heart sank as she asked, “Mitchel, didn't you tell me I was your top priority?"

He had said it right to her face!

How could he toss his promise aside so easily?

How could he be this heartless?

Mitchel retorted coldly, "Yes, I did say that, but sometimes priorities need to be sorted out. Right now, Lauren's life is hanging by a thread, and you want me to abandon her and rush back to you?"

A bitter smile crept across Raegan's face.

"Mitchel, what does it have to do with you whether Lauren lives or not? Only you believe what she has done. And if her life really hangs by a thread, why hasn't her family rushed to see her? Did you ever consider it might all be part of her plan?"

“Lauren's family are on their way," Mitchel said in a tone that was as cold as ice.

“Raegan, you have always been kind. Why did you become so vicious?"

Mitchel's words proved the last straw, shattering Raegan's heart into fragments.

His words were like a dagger thrust into her chest, causing her excruciating pain.