"Sorry, I can't go there now. I'll visit you when I get back."

Then Mitchel fell silent. It seemed he was only listening to the person he was talking with. But Raegan couldn't hear what the other person was saying.

It was only then that she realized he was talking with someone on the phone.

Raegan didn't think much about it. She stood up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, she was wrapping herself in a bath towel when she realized that she had nothing to wear. Her clothes were touched and ripped by that pervert. She didn't want to wear them anymore.

Raegan was in a dilemma when the door suddenly opened, and Mitchel came in.

He saw her putting on his shirt clumsily.

His shirt was so big for her that the hem reached her knees. She rolled the sleeves because they were longer than her arms. She was like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

When Mitchel approached Raegan, he found that her face was as red as cherries. She said, "I have nothing to wear."

If they were in Ardlens, Mitchel would have asked someone to prepare clothes for her. But they were in a different place, which was not very convenient. There was no suitable place to buy clothes here.

“Take me back to my grandma's place. I have clothes there," Raegan added.

She brought some clothes with her there.

Mitchel looked her up and down and asked in a deep voice, “Are you going out like this?"

“Why not?"

There was a full-length mirror in the bathroom, and Raegan could see her reflection. Mitchel's shirt was knee-length for her, so she thought there was nothing wrong with it. And it wouldn't be cold in the car anyway.

When she noticed Mitchel's silence, she couldn't help asking, “Is there any problem?"

At this time, Raegan noticed that there were hickeys on her neck, which had already turned purplish.

Mitchel did it on purpose. He left marks on her.

Raegan was annoyed. She covered her neck with her hair.

Mitchel hugged her from behind and asked hoarsely, “Why did you cover ite"