The sunlight seeped through the window and sprinkled on his handsome side face. His exquisite facial features were fully displayed at this moment. He was like a piece of exquisitely carved ancient jade.

Raegan was a little surprised. She never thought Mitchel knew how to fix things at home.

Mitchel must have felt her presence. He said without turning his head, “Come here.”

When Raegan walked over, Mitchel handed her the other screw to hold and continued to tighten the other one.

His forehead was already wet, and beads of sweat dripped down, sliding along his perfectly angled jaw to his long neck. Such a scene was very attractive.

Raegan was suddenly parched. She tried to look away and change the topic.

“I have no idea you know how to cultivate a land."

Mitchel took the screw from her hand and screwed the last one. He looked at her with deep-set eyes and remarked, "Your husband knows a lot. You are the only one who dislikes me."

Raegan's face heated up at his words.

But she had to correct him.

"I don't dislike you. It's just that we're not right for each other."

Even though she loved him very much, she didn't want to be with him if he had someone else in his heart. She didn't want to share her man with other women.

Mitchel raised his eyebrows, looking at her in displeasure.

“Why? If we are not right for each other, how can we have eight rounds of sex a night?"

He was talking about the past. If he wasn't afraid she would faint, he would have broken the record.

"You..."

Raegan was at a loss for words. She just turned around and went to the kitchen, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

On the other hand, Mitchel was in a good mood. He thought she'd better be angry at him than ignore him.

He followed her to the kitchen. After washing his hands, he said, “Honey, I'll help you prepare the vegetables.”

Raegan was stunned for a moment. Actually, there were no vegetables in the fridge except for the two tomatoes she bought yesterday. So, she said, "No need. Just wait outside."