What was he up to?

Mitchel reached out to wipe the tears from her flushed cheeks. His voice came out so gentle.

"Let's get you home."

Hearing that, Raegan turned her face away in disgust and even shifted away from him like he was some plague.

“Our marriage is about to end. Don't do that again," she warned solemnly.

As far as she was concerned, he had made his choice. He shouldn't be kissing her anymore. What the hell did he have in mind? To make her his sidepiece?

Looking at her teary eyes, Mitchel suddenly said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Raegan clenched her fists silently. Strangely, his apology only put more weight on her chest.

“ALL I want from you is your love. Since you can't give me that, you should take your sympathy and shove it where the sun doesn't shine!”

Raegan said in her head.

After a moment of silence, she spoke up calmly.

"Don't take your grandfather's words too seriously. As an adult, I have to be independent. You don't have to look after me all the time like a child."

Mitchel frowned and said, "Raegan, even if we are no longer a couple, you'll always be my family. I'll continue to take care of you Like I always have."

For some reason, his scent filled the air again.

Raegan knew that she had to stop thinking about him.

She couldn't continue lying to herself.

If all Mitchel could give her was his sympathy, then she didn't want it.

Raegan said in a hoarse voice, "No need, but thanks. It's best we cut all ties with each other after the divorce."

She knew she would be signing up for emotional torture if she remained in touch with him after their marriage ended.

“Raegan..." Mitchel began with a frown, but was interrupted by the sound of his ringtone.