“Try it then," he challenged with a cold expression.

Raegan met his gaze and forcefully pushed him away while stepping out of the elevator.

Mitchel's handsome face grew darker as he watched her leave.

“Raegan, you will come back to my side," he declared with the same certainty Raegan had used when asking for a divorce.

Raegan, unsettled, quickly shut the door behind her and leaned against it.

Mitchel's assertive tone left her anxious.

Their past was a mix of sweetness and sorrow. She did not want to experience it all again.

She could maintain her composure once or twice. But what if this kept happening? How could she ignore it?

On the other side, Mitchel stared at the closed door, feeling completely shut out by Raegan.

She seemed adamant to leave him and start anew.

He reminisced about their happier times, her sensitivity, and the way she responded to his flirtations.

Had she forgotten about those?

The thought of another man witnessing her shy pouts was unbearable.

Terrible ideas kept sprouting in his mind.

Just then, Mitchel's phone rang, snapping him out of his thoughts.

It was an urgent call from his grandpa's place.

Mitchel turned to leave. But before he walked away, he could not resist looking back at the closed door.

Did Raegan really mean it when she said she did not want to see him again?

Anyway, it was not her choice to make.

It was late in the evening when Mitchel rushed back.