She pushed Mitchel away and asserted, "I don't want to do it here...

Let's not... Let's not do it then."

Mitchel's piercing gaze met hers, and he questioned, "Well, do you really want me to stop?"

As soon as he said these words, he released her and stood up.

For a brief moment, Raegan almost believed him.

But at the same time, she did not want to lose the chance to sever ties with Mitchel completely. His offer was like a tempting, sweet red apple.

Raegan was desperate to escape her current situation. She understood that only Mitchel's agreement to end their relationship could truly free her from their entangled lives.

As Mitchel had said, no one else could change his decision but him.

After a pause, Raegan asked, "You really mean that, don't you?"

Mitchel glanced at her with eyes cold and devoid of desire.

"Isn't that what you want?"

Raegan stared at him and tightened her grip on his collar.

"Write it down. Promise you won't pester me again."

Mitchel's gaze was profound, framed by ong eyelashes. His emotionless stare made it difficult to decipher his thoughts.

"Of course, I can put it in writing. But what if I change my mind someday? What would you do then?"

Raegan was at a loss for words.

This promise held no legal weight. As Mitchel pointed out, if he changed his mind, she was powerless to do anything, let alone seek justice.

Deep down, she clung to this promise to comfort herself.

Perhaps driven by fear of his interference in her life, she was willing to take the risk.

"You know the outcome is unpredictable, right? Are you sure you want to bet on it Mitchel calmly asked.