Under Mitchel's intense gaze, Matteo felt an overwhelming urge to discard the card.

Angered, Mitchel glared at the card before hissing through clenched teeth, “Dispose of it."

Then he stormed off.

Seething in his car, Mitchel's anger gave way to a sudden stomachache.

He reached for his other phone, dialing a familiar number.

When the call connected, Raegan's gentle voice came through.

"Hello, who is this?"

Mitchel's anger melted at the sound of her voice, and he softened his tone deliberately, "It's me."

But after a brief pause, she responded, “Sorry, you've got the wrong number."

She promptly ended the call.

Subsequent attempts to reach her were in vain. The number was no longer available.

Mitchel suspected he was on a blacklist.

Frustration surged within him as he struck the steering wheel with force.

Did she sever her ties with him because she had someone new? This money must come from that man. Fine! Great!

Raegan felt unwell on her journey home.

She attributed it to her impending period.

She'd experienced painful periods before, but this discomfort surpassed all previous occasions, perhaps due to her recent miscarriage.

After spending some time face-down on her bed, her phone rang from an unknown number. Recognizing Mitchel's voice, irritation flared, and she promptly ended the call.

Exhausted and in pain, she didn't have the strength to entertain his calls, so she added his number to her blacklist.

Ding Dong. The doorbell rang abruptly.