“Why are you here?" Raegan jerked her hand away.

“Leave. I never want to see you again!"

“Raegan, calm down..."

The weariness in Mitchel's eyes vanished for a split second, replaced by a fleeting look of tenderness as his gaze settled on Raegan's abdomen.

“Do you know you're pregnant?"

When the doctor told him Raegan was pregnant, Mitchel was on cloud nine. He felt as though he had been given a second chance at life.

He didn't want Raegan to get pregnant due to her condition, but he never imagined it would happen so suddenly.

With a baby on the way, he was pretty sure Raegan would not ask him for a divorce anymore.

Mitchel's hand moved to feel her lower abdomen through the quilt. But Raegan was having none of it. She pushed his hand away without a second thought.

“This is my baby," she sternly stated.

Mitchel frowned and asked in a cold tone, "You already knew it?"

Raegan pursed her lips and said nothing.

He stared into her eyes and probed, “Why didn't you tell me?"

A scornful glint crossed Raegan's eyes. Had she told him, he would probably have pressured her to get an abortion. So, why bother?

Besides, he had never wanted a child with her. What he wanted was only a child with Lauren.

"I can manage it myself," Raegan answered warily.

“Oh really? You're managing?" Mitchel cast a glance at the IV drip and fired back, "Is this how you're taking care of yourself and our baby?"

The doctor had told Mitchel that Raegan had severe anemia, and her condition was weak.

Hearing that news was like a gut punch. He felt caught off guard and deeply unsettled.

It seemed that she was not taking the pregnancy seriously at all.