Raegan’s delicate face pressed against Mitchel’s neck, a reaction born of sheer surprise.


    A female cleaner was standing outside the elevator entrance.


    Because she assumed that nobody would use the elevator at thiste hour of the day, she gotzy and opted to use the VIP elevator.


    She hadn’t expected to run into Mitchel and Raegan.


    Startled, the cleaner immediately began apologizing upon seeing Mitchel and Raegan.


    Mitchel’s eyes darkened but remained silent, efficiently closing the elevator doors.


    The cleaner clutched her heart, unable to shake off the image of the disheveled Raegan in Mitchel’s arms.


    Raegan’s neck was burning hot.


    The cleaner was relieved not to receive any reprimand.


    Meanwhile, Raegan’s face was flushed, the shock helping to sober her up from the lingering effects of alcohol.


    The impulsive actions were now sinking in, and she couldn’t escape the mental image of what they must have looked like — both thrilling and embarrassing.


    After Mitchel brought her into the ward, Raegan, hoping to avoid facing the situation, decided to feign sleep.


    However, Mitchel had other ns.


    He gently shook her, whispering, “Wake up.


    It’s time for a shower.


    ”


    Eyes shut, Raegan pretended to sleep, hoping to avoid the awkwardness.


    Mitchel suddenly stopped, and the room fell into silence.


    Just as Raegan secretly started to rejoice, Mitchel surprised her by picking her up from the couch and cing her under the warm water, tenderly helping her wash away the night’s events.


    Raegan couldn’t pretend to be asleep any longer because she couldn’t stop trembling.


    She gently opened her blurry eyes and internally recoiled at the intimate position.


    She whispered, her voice muffled by the steam, “I can handle it myself…”


    Under the warm, yellow light, Mitchel locked eyes with her.


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    He said in a low, husky voice, “I know you are tired.


    I can help you take a bath.


    ”


    Raegan’s cheeks turned even more crimson, and tears welled up in her eyes as she shook her head.


    She responded on the verge of tears, “No, I’m not tired.


    ”


    All she wanted was for him to leave as soon as possible.


    She would not tell him that her back was aching after their intimacy.


    Mitchel stared at her intently and asked in a hoarse voice, “Are you really not tired?”


    Raegan angrily denied it.


    “I’m not tired.


    ”


    Her soaked hair clung to her shoulders, and a delicate blush still adorned her lovely face, a lingering testament to the s@xual intercourse she had just experienced.Belongs to N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    There was an implicit invitation in the air, irresistibly alluring.


    “I was worried you might get tired, so…” Mitchel began, leaning in and holding her hand in a dominant gesture.