Chapter 90


    Be Done With It In the quiet of the night, Mitchel’s gaze darkened with uncertainty.


    He desperately wanted to believe Raegan’s words, but the doctor''s words, that damning report, and


    Henley now lying on the ground made her statement seem increasingly imusible.


    As his hesitation grew, Raegan''s heart felt as if a heavy stone had settled within it.


    It was clear that, even with the truth on her lips, Mitchel remained skeptical, unwilling to trust her words.


    Nevertheless, she had to make it unequivocally clear that she couldn''t allow Henley to get entangled in


    this mess.


    Tears welled in her eyes as she exined, "I was only so angry that you didn''t believe me, so I lied to


    you.


    The child is yours." Raegan cast a sorrowful nce at Henley, who was bravely enduring the pain on


    the ground.


    In a choked voice, she added, "Can you please let Henley tend to his wounds first?" Henley hade


    to her aid in moments of despair countless times, and now, hey battered because of her.


    The overwhelming guilt kept her tears flowing.


    Mitchel looked at the scene with a cold, unyielding gaze, his throbbing headache adding to his agony.


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    He grasped Raegan''s chin and forcefully turned her to face him.


    He asked coldly, "Raegan, are you lying to me again just to protect this man?" Mitchell''s vice-like grip


    caused Raegan to cry out in pain.


    She managed to push him away and stammered, "I didn''t...


    I didn''t lie to you..." Seeing the pain etched across Raegan’s face, Henley couldn''t remain silent any


    longer.


    He eximed, "Stop! What kind of man are you?" "Alright, alright, alright," Mitchel repeated with a


    sinister smile, raising his eyebrows.


    He then ordered his ck-d bodyguards, “Beat him! Beat him to death!" The bodyguards, obedient


    to Mitchel''smand, began to mercilessly rain blows and kicks upon Henley.


    The sounds of fists connecting with flesh were a haunting symphony, sending shivers down the spine


    of anyone who heard.


    However, Henley remained silent, knowing that any groans of pain would only deepen Raegan’s guilt.


    "No! Stop it!" Raegan’s eyes were red, and her voice broke as she cried out.


    But how could the relentless bodyguards listen to her? In desperation, she turned to Mitchel, her tears


    now flowing freely, and begged, "Please, tell them to stop beating Henley.


    I''ll do anything you ask.


    Just spare him, okay?" Why did life burden her with so much? Why did he force her into such a sinful


    predicament? Mitchel''s indifference drove her to the brink, forcing her to rush forward and shield


    Henley, standing bravely against the bodyguards to halt their brutal assault.


    The bodyguards didn''t darey a hand on Raegan.


    Instead, they looked at Mitchel, waiting for his instructions.


    Mitchel’s anger boiled over when he saw her actions.


    He bellowed, "Get over here!” But Raegan shook her head defiantly, her resolve unyielding.


    "Mitchel, can''t you do something for the sake of your child? Please, just let him go!" Mitchel’s eyes


    welled up with frustration.


    "Let him go? So you two can be together?" At that moment, Raegan''s heart clenched with pain.


    Her tearful face was marred with disappointment and despair.


    She shook her head, a sense of helplessness in her voice.


    "Why won''t you believe me?" Why was it so hard for him to trust her, just once? Mitchel retorted icily, "If


    you want me to believe you, then answer me this.


    Did the doctor make a mistake when he said you and Henley are a couple?" "It was all just a


    misunderstanding.


    You saw it when you came to the hospitalter.


    Henley took me there because of my injuries.


    He found out about my pregnancy from the doctor." Raegan knew she had to tread carefully, for the


    doctor''s sake.


    She had to tell the truth.


    But where was Mitchel when she needed him? Should she have declined Henley''s help and braved the


    heavy rain on her own? "Are you telling me that it was a misunderstanding that he knew you are


    pregnant and pretended to be your husband?" Mitchel''s eyes dripped with sarcasm.


    Raegan knew that he didn''t believe her.


    "Mitchel, it really was just a misunderstanding.


    Henley had nothing to do with it.


    It''s just that you never trust me." She forced a bitter smile and added, "If those words came from


    Lauren, would you believe them without a second thought?" The mention of Lauren made Mitchel


    frown, and he asked, "Why bring her into this?" The night was dark, the wind fierce.


    Raegan stood amidst it all, trembling like a withered leaf on the brink of being blown away.


    She murmured, "I’m just curious why you have so much faith in her but doubt everything I say.


    It''s been two years, and you still don''t know me? Am I really that dirty in your eyes?” Hearing the


    profound disappointment in her voice, Mitchel felt a pang of sadness.


    He couldn''t understand why he treated her this way.


    If it were Lauren, he would readily set her up with another man.


    But when it came to Raegan, the mere thought of another man showing interest in her sent him into a


    fit of jealousy.


    At this moment, he questioned whether it was love that he was feeling.


    He thought he would never experience such emotions in his lifetime.


    Mitchel’s silence only deepened Raegan''s sense of hopelessness and resignation.


    Wasn''t the past evidence enough to show her how little she meant to him? The reason he was so


    furious was that he believed she had had an affair and embarrassed him.


    She considered herself a failure.


    She had loved him for a decade, but she couldn’t earn an ounce of trust.


    "It''s all my fault.


    I shouldn''t have overestimated myself.


    It''s my fault.


    I shouldn''t have been so naive.


    I deserve this," she said tearfully and forced a smile.


    Her grandmother had passed away, and if she lost the baby too, life would hold no meaning.


    "Mitchel, it seems you will never believe me, no matter what I say.


    Why don''t you just divorce me? We''ll part ways then." "Don''t even think about it!" Divorce was a


    thought that should never cross her mind! Mitchel’s face was dark as a storm cloud, and his eyes


    burned with a furious intensity.


    He strode forward and scooped Raegan up into his arms.


    "I strongly suggest you give up that stupid idea.


    You are not getting away from me, ever." "You..." Raegan''s eyes shed with anger, unable to contain


    herself any longer.


    She bit his arm with all her might.


    Mitchel winced as pain shot through his arm through the fabric of his clothes.


    “Let me go!" Mitchel clenched his teeth, wondering why she always bit like a rabid dog.


    Before long, the metallic scent of blood mingled with the air, the warm liquid seeping from beneath his


    clothes, yet Raegan clung on tenaciously.


    Mitchel''s first instinct was to toss her away, but he hesitated when he felt her trembling shoulder,


    knowing her anger was at a boiling point.


    In a raspy voice, he asked, "What else are you willing to do to save him?" Just as he was about to pry


    her jaw apart with his fingers, Raegan suddenly went limp and fainted.


    Mitchel held her tightly and shouted, "Raegan!"