Raegan could not help but marvel at his handsome features. How blessed he was.

However, more than his looks, what surprised her was his instinct to protect her from Alexis' slap.

The memory of Alexis' eyes rolling in frustration and being escorted away brought a sense of satisfaction to Raegan.

With these thoughts, Raegan tended to Mitchel in a gentler manner.

But in a fleeting moment of distraction, her hand accidentally brushed against his lips.

His lips were unexpectedly soft and delicate.

At the unexpected contact, Raegan felt a jolt in her body.

“That's enough," she murmured, eager to escape the moment.

However, Mitchel firmly grasped her waist and lifted her onto his lap.

The small sofa seemed to shrink further.

Then, with a gentle but assertive motion, Mitchel cradled her face in his hands...

The posture made Raegan hitch her breath.

Since Mitchel felt better, he started wearing shirts instead of hospital gowns.

As a reputable businessman, Mitchel paid much attention to his appearance. Raegan thought he looked best in shirts.

His well-defined chest muscles stretched the white shirt, hugging his body tightly.

Such a charming and sexy appearance was so tempting.

When Mitchel cupped Raegan's face, she couldn't help wondering if he would kiss her. Was her heart anticipating it?

She closed her eyes, not daring to look at him.

Suddenly, she heard a pleasant chuckle.

Then, Mitchel's deep voice sounded in Raegan's ears.