Raegan's indifference stung Mitchel. Laden with remorse, he reached for her hand and said, "I won't let her bother us again.”

Raegan's hand tensed, and she withdrew it like she had touched a flame.

Her revulsion was unmistakable.

“Mitchel, your promises mean nothing to me now," she snarled.

He had broken his promises too often that she no longer had faith to give.

Despondent, Raegan looked away and dismissed him.

“Please leave.

Don't come back unless you're ready to discuss divorce.

The mention of divorce made Mitchel's heart lurch.

Without thinking, he protested, "I won't agree to a divorce."

But Raegan did not flare up in anger. Instead, she curled her lips and murmured, "You'll change your mind eventually."

Mitchel's expression turned stormy. He was puzzled as to why she was so certain about it.

Agreeing to the divorce had never crossed his mind. How could she possibly get a divorce?

At the thought of this, he resolutely vowed, "Raegan, I will never sign those papers."

Mitchel wrapped her in his embrace and ignored her struggles. He had kept his distance recently for fear she was too fragile to be handled.

The familiar, sweet scent of her filled his senses, bringing a moment of peace amidst the chaos.

How he wished he could freeze time right there.

Even though Raegan did not push him away, Mitchel did not hold her too long as he could sense her coldness and repulsiveness to him.

He shifted to hold her arms and gazed at her.

"Honey, it's all my fault. Please... Just give one more chance."