Chapter 73
Aggression In the hospital.
"Raegan, I blame myself...
You've suffered so much looking after me," Raegan’'s grandmother said, her eyes filling with tears.
Her emotional vulnerability had increased over the years.
"Don't worry, grandma.
You've always been there for me.
Now it’s my turn to look out for you," Raegan replied, her eyes moistening as well.
Brent was an asshole.
He rarely made time for family.
To ensure Raegan could attend school, Raegan's grandmother had taken on various jobs, everything from collecting trash to selling snacks.
As a result, leaving the hospital now seemed nearly impossible after the exhaustion of all these years.
"My only fear is that if something happens to me, there will be no one to care for you.
And you're not married yet, so I won't be able to rest in peace,” Raegan's grandmother confessed.
Brushing away her tears, Raegan said, "Grandma, stop talking like that.
You're going to live a long life.
Didn't you tell me that we would go back to your house together one day?” A glimmer of hope lit up her eyes.
"Could we really go back?” she whispered.
"Absolutely.
Even though Brent sold it, it's still vacant.
I've rented it, and I plan to buy it back as soon asT can afford to," Raegan assured her.
Raegan's grandmother grasped Raegan's hands joyfully and said, "Good, that's wonderful.” She hesitated before adding, "Raegan, I'm not sure I'll live to see that day.
I dreamt of your father last night.
It felt like he was eager to see me in heaven.
I suspect my time is running out." Tears escaped Raegan’'s eyes despite her efforts to hold them back.
Raegan's grandmother handed her a red paper bag containing a padlock-shaped amulet.
"You used to have it when you were a child.
Keep it with you.
Let it bless you for the rest of your life.” Her words struck Raegan like a farewell, causing Raegan to hug her grandmother tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Grandma, I've actually been married for some time.
It's a complicated situation, so I didn't bring it up.” Her grandmother looked stunned.
"When did this happen?" Raegan laid out the entire story, deliberately leaving out the contractual nature of her marriage.
Concluding, Raegan said, "Anyway, he's someone I've cared about for a long time.
He'll come to visit you after he gets back from his business trip.” Night had fallen by the time she left the nursing house.
Raegan headed back to Serenity Villas.
Reflecting on her conversation with her grandmother, she texted Mitchel to ask if he had reached his destination.
Raegan had verified his flight schedule before texting him.
After a long period of waiting, sleep finally claimed her.
As dawn broke, her phone buzzed to life.
Still in a daze, Raegan heard Mitchel's voice.
"Honey, did I disturb your sleep?” Mitchel's voice sounded crisp and melodious over the phone.
Still sleepy, Raegan answered, "Are you finished with worke" "Sort of.
I've been swamped, so I just got around to calling you.” The sound of footsteps echoed from his end.
Casually, Raegan inquired, "Heading back to the hotel?” "Yes.
Care to join me?” Mitchel quipped.
For some reason, Raegan sensed that ever since they reconciled, their relationship had taken a romantic turn.
Previously, their intimacy had always been confined to the bedroom.
"So, you'll be back soon, right?” Raegan rolled over as she spoke.
There was a brief pause before Mitchel replied, "Raegan, are you attempting to seduce me?" Hearing that, Raegan was stunned.
"What?" "I wish I could teleport back and have sex with you right now." Raegan's Jaw dropped at Mitchel's words.
She glanced at her phone and realized they were on a video call.
She was wearing silk pajamas that flattered her figure impeccably.
She seemed voluptuous and enticing in the video call.
Meanwhile, Mitchel was in the process of unbuttoning his shirt, his voice was hoarse.
"Is it just me, or has your breast grown bigger recently?” Instantly, Raegan’s cheeks turned crimson and she pulled the quilt up to her chin.
Unyielding, Mitchel continued, "I've suspected as much since we made out in the office.
Have all your gained weight come to your breast?" Recalling his passionate kiss that day, Raegan found herself at a loss for words because of embarrassment.
Flustered and irritated, she yelled, "Mitchel!" "You should be calling me honey now," Mitchel insisted. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.
Realizing Raegan wouldn't comply over the phone, he added, "I'll make sure you do when! return.
So you're off the hook for now." Just as Raegan was about to share her day's events, the hotel doorbell interrupted them.
Mitchel moved to the door and spoke in a foreign language with someone outside.
His tone shifted, becoming serious.
Raegan couldn't make out what he was saying as he'd set his phone aside.
Soon after, he stated, "Alright, go get some rest.
I have to go." Mitchel hastily ended the video call.
Raegan was sober now.
She replayed the recent phone conversation in her mind.
She thought she heard something about a young woman looking for Mitchel.
Though unsure, a wave of unease washed over her.
After lying in bed for a while, her phone rang again.
It was Nicole, inviting her to lunch.
Upon entering the restaurant, Raegan was taken aback to see Nicole sporting a new hairstyle.
"Did you get a haircut?" "Do you not like it?” Nicole inquired, caressing her freshly-cut hair.
"It's different, but stunning." While Nicole had always been gorgeous with her long hair, her new shorter look gave her a more daring aura.
It lent her an air of toughness.
Sensing Nicole's gloomy demeanor, Raegan probed, "Is something bothering you?" "Nothing much.
Someone once promised to marry me when my hair reached my waist.
Now that he's gone, I just chopped it off," Nicole responded, her smile tinged with bitterness.
Aware of the man Nicole was alluding to, Raegan found herself at a loss for words and stayed silent.
"Has Mitchel been out of the country recently?" Nicole shifted topics unexpectedly.
Caught off guard, Raegan stammered, "Uh, how'd you find out?" Lately, Nicole had been preoccupied with handling Jarrod and wasn't aware that Raegan had reconciled with Mitchel.
"I saw it on Lauren's posts.” Raegan felt her heart plummet.
Struggling to keep her composure, Raegan inquired, "Which platform?" Nicole pulled out her phone and navigated to Lauren's homepage, displaying a selfie of Lauren in a light- colored beret, seemingly in high spirits.
The caption read, "So touched someone came to pick me up at the airport.” She'd also tagged her location abroad.
The post had been uploaded just half an hour after Mitchel had ended his video call with Raegan.
Additionally, Raegan noticed that Mitchel was the one carrying Lauren's suitcase in the background.
Even though the photo only showed a side profile, she knew immediately it was him.
Comments from mutual friends praised them, declaring them an ideal couple.
Lauren had responded with a smiley emoji.
To their shared circle of friends, Mitchel and Lauren seemed destined for each other.
Struggling to find her voice, Raegan felt as though her heart had been pierced, Observing Raegan's expression shift, Nicole believed that sometimes a sharp, immediate pain was preferable to prolonged agony.
After a moment of silence, Nicole said, "Do you know what's the hardest thing in the world, Raegan? Lauren will always be Mitchel's muse, his everlasting solace.
Even if he shows concern for you now, the moment something happens to Lauren, you'll have to graciously step aside.
Because in his heart, you'll always be second choice.” It was the same story with Jarrod and Jamie.
Despite Jamie's tarnished reputation, Jarrod still expended effort and time to shield her.
And it all boiled down to one reason.
After their meal, the driver took Raegan home, while Nicole planned to head back alone.
Soon enough, she realized she'd left her purse behind.
Returning quickly to retrieve it, she also made a quick detour to the restroom.
That was when she spotted a familiar figure not far from her.
Jarrod and Jamie had also chosen this place for a meal.
They looked like they had just arrived and were on their way to a chamber.
As they moved in her direction, Nicole lowered her gaze, her nerves getting the better of her.
She nearly collided with Jarrod.
"Be careful!" His refined voice filled her ears.
Jarrod steadied Nicole by the arm, his thumb caressing it briefly before letting her go.
Nicole's heart pounded in her chest.
She couldn't fathom why Jarrod would touch her so openly, especially in front of his fiancée.
Gathering herself, she managed to say, "Thank you.” With that, she headed into the restroom.
i Jamie glanced at both Jarrod and Nicole, then remarked in a tone audible to Nicole, "You two enjoy playing dangerous games, don't you?" Frozen, Nicole's complexion drained of color.
Nicole looked rather refreshing with the short hair.
Jarrod's eyes left Nicole, his voice still smooth but now icy.
"You understand how it is.
We men find a certain appeal in wild women." These words stung like a slap to Nicole's face.
With a radiant smile, Jamie said no more and ascended the stairs with Jarrod.
In the restroom, Nicole splashed her face with chilly water as tears escaped her eyes.
Nicole wasn't downcast.
She just felt she'd disgraced the Lawrence family.
In fact, news that she had selflessly put herself on the line to save her family spread out.
Rumors had it that for the sake of the Lawrence family’s interests, she would go to any lengths.
Just then, the bathroom door swung open.
Grabbing her purse, Nicole prepared to exit after wiping her face.
She turned around and found herself staring at Jarrod.
Surprise left her momentarily speechless.
Jarrod's intense gaze filled her with dread.
Her mind froze, and she wished she could flee on the spot.
In the next instant, Jarrod seized her wrist and secured the door with his other hand.
“What are you doing?” Nicole questioned, her voice tinged with fear.
Arching an eyebrow, Jarrod maneuvered her toward the sink.
Lifting her hands, he looked at her disdainfully.
"You deliberately collided with me.
You were asking for this, weren't you?"