“How dare you!" Raegan became agitated when she saw what Mitchel was doing.

"It seems you don't know me well enough," Mitchel said with a hint of warning. He curled his lips, leaned over, and pressed her against the soft sofa. Then he said hoarsely, "I will let you see whether I dare or not."

Raegan was trapped between his arms and the sofa. She had nowhere to escape.

He lowered his head and tried to kiss her, but she turned her face away. Her eyes turned red, and she said with hatred, "Mitchel, if you dare do this, I will never let you go."

Mitchel was not threatened at all. Instead, he even smiled.

But it was a self-deprecating smile.

"ALL right, then. Remember your words, okay? You won't let me go."

He lowered his head and bit her chin, trying to leave a mark.

It was the kind of mark that would let others know at a glance that she was his woman.

Mitchel hated Raegan so much for moving on so quickly.

She was the most cold-blooded and cruelest woman he had ever known.

How could she quickly stop loving him and find a new boyfriend?

Raegan didn't even show a trace of sadness and nostalgia. She totally let go of everything in their shared past and started a new life.

Wasn't she very cruel?

After biting her chin, Mitchel looked her up and down and questioned, "Did he give you this money? Can he have you for only three million dollars? Is that your worth?"

Raegan squeezed her palms slightly, feeling ridiculous.

Was he angry because of the three million dollars she paid to him?

Did he really think it was given to her by another man?

It was so sad that even after their divorce, he still looked down upon her.

Raegan raised her eyes and met his angry gaze. She didn't show any sign of intimidation at all. She smiled sarcastically and replied, “You didn't spend any money when you got me. And now, my value has increased."