Although they shared the same bed, they had separate quilts. Mitchel behaved himself without touching Raegan, rendering Raegan to let her guard down.

At noon, Raegan was preparing lessons at the desk in the ward. After staring at the computer for a long time, she stood up and stretched her sore back. Seeing that Mitchel was still working, she made a cup of nutritional drink for him and handed it to him.

Mitchel took it from her, took a sip, and looked at her with a smile.

He said, "Thank you."

His gaze faintly swept over her lips, but he didn't do anything. For some reason, Raegan felt her lips itch.

She blamed it on his deep-set eyes, which were very affectionate.

Once caught in his gaze, it was hard to resist him.

Raegan's face flushed, feeling a little embarrassed.

To Raegan, these days somehow felt like going back to their sweet moments. They looked more like a couple now than before.

She calmed herself down and said casually, "Take a rest if needed.

Take it easy."

Suddenly, Mitchel put down the cup, grabbed Raegan's wrist, and pulled her onto his lap.

"Hey, Mitchel! What are you doing?"

Raegan struggled to get up, but suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder.

It turned out Mitchel buried his face against her shoulder. His arms wrapped around her tightly, and he rubbed his face against her neck.

His breath sprayed all over her neck, making Raegan turn hot.

Her heart was racing, and she unconsciously trembled.

Mitchel noticed Raegan's trembling figure. His grip on her tightened, and his seductive voice sounded against the skin of her neck.

“Are you afraid of me?" he asked in a deep and hoarse voice.

Raegan was rendered speechless.