NovelEnglishMitchel, You Don't Deserve It Mitchel's towering frame suddenly faltered.
The notion that Raegan, ever so docile like a delicate white rabbit, could utter words that crushed his soul was beyond his
imagination.
The light in Mitchel's eyes dimmed as he asked, his voice laden with sorrow, "Do you hate me that much?" Raegan's face was a
mask of apathy.
"During my abduction, I hated you deeply.
All I could think was that if you hadn't left me in that hospital parking lot, perhaps I wouldn't have been kidnapped.
But there's no use in ‘ifs.’ I realize that given another chance, you'd still prioritize saving Lauren..." "That's not true," Mitchel
protested.
A sharp pang gripped his heart, and his throat seemed laced with broken glass, leaving a metallic taste in his mouth.
He reached out to caress Raegan's forehead, but she deftly avoided his touch.
She shook her head, her tone laced with self-derision.
"Don't fool yourself.
You can't let go of her." Mitchel's voice, raw and strained, tried to explain, "Raegan, you've got it all wrong.
I truly intended to send Lauren away, but I had promised to escort her abroad until her surgery was done, and then we would..."
"Mitchel!" Raegan cut him off sharply, pain etched in her voice.
"You made promises to me, too! You had me believe we'd return home together.
What became of that promise?” Feeling as if a massive weight compressed his chest, Mitchel tried to speak, but words failed
him, his voice lost.
"Have you ever imagined what it feels like to have your skull shattered against a wall, your insides crushed?" Mitchel's voice
quivered, his pale face visibly shaken.
"Stop...
Don't say any more...” But Raegan seemed lost in her torment, gesturing toward the bandage on her head, her lips quivering as
she relived the terror.
"They bashed my head against the wall, trampled over me.
| felt my body breaking apart and felt my unborn child slipping away.
At that moment, my hatred for you was all-consuming.
It was you who made me believe in you.
But yet again, you abandoned me." As Raegan recounted the horror, the despair engulfed her again.
The anguish in her heart was akin to salt in an open wound, her body shaking uncontrollably.
Each word from Raegan struck Mitchel as if he were experiencing the pain firsthand.
When she spoke of "believe in you", those words pierced Mitchel’s heart like icy daggers, bringing him unbearable agony.
It was his own actions that had shattered her trust...
The torment was evident on Mitchel's face, but to Raegan, it seemed insignificant compared to her own ordeal.
She continued, her gaze fixed on him, "That day, I wanted to trust you once more.
But that stupid thought cost me my child and threw me into hell.
You taught me that while one may have dreams, delusions are dangerous.” Her belief in his promise to return home together had
exacted a horrific toll.
Mitchel's strength ebbed away, his once erect stance collapsing.
His dark eyes brimmed with an agony beyond words.
"I'm sorry, Raegan...
I'm so sorry...” He knew his endless apologies could never mend the hurt he caused Raegan, yet sorry was all he could muster..
Had he foreseen such a tragic outcome, he would have never left her side, regardless of the circumstances.
"It's not necessary," Raegan coldly dismissed his late apology, finding it more repulsive than any insincere affection.
"Now, I can't even muster hatred for you.
If you bear any guilt, let's divorce.
From then on, we're nothing but strangers," she stated, her voice devoid of any emotional undertone.
Her indifference was so profound, it seemed devoid of love or hate.
A sudden panic gripped Mitchel, his heart lurching.
She wouldn't even harbor hatred toward him? Was she really intent on treating him like a stranger? No! It shouldn't be this way.
She had feelings for him.
Nicole had confirmed it.
Desperate, he grasped her arms, pleading, "Raegan, you care for me.
Nicole said you once did.
Please, don't abandon our relationship so easily.” Raegan gazed at his haggard but still charming face, managing a weak smile.
"Once, I foolishly cared for you, only to realize my mistake.
I shouldn't have fought with Lauren for your affection.
My punishment came swiftly.
Losing my grandmother, then my baby.
Ignoring her resistance, he enveloped her in a tight embrace, his voice rough with emotion.
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You're the one I can't lose!" But his remorse was too late.
Raegan's heart had turned icy, beyond thawing.
She couldn't fight him off, so she demanded angrily, "Let me gol" "No! I won't release you!" Mitchel declared, his voice shaking.
Letting Raegan go meant possibly losing her forever.
"It's all my fault.
If you want a child, we'll have another, as many as you wish.
I'll take care of you all." Bowing her head, Raegan sank her teeth into his arm with a fierce tremor.
The audacity of his mentioning having another baby left her in disbelief.
With the metallic taste of blood in her mouth, she bit down harder, holding on until exhaustion overtook her determination, and
finally, she released her bite.
Mitchel's shirt, once white, now bore the stark stain of blood, yet he seemed oblivious, his embrace unwavering.
In Raegan's eyes, a storm of resentment brewed.
"Mitchel, do you even deserve this?" she challenged.
Hatred laced every word she uttered.
Her accusations struck Mitchel, not with the sting of hatred, but with a deep ache for her suffering.
In a voice heavy with sorrow, he declared, “Raegan, do what you will, but leaving me is not an option.” The mere thought of her
absence constricted his heart like an unseen force, stealing his breath.
He resolved not to release her, ready to stoop to any low to keep her close.
Raegan, drained, didn't bother to use another bite to break free from his embrace.
She merely gazed blankly at his shoulder and firmly stated, "Mitchel, a divorce is inevitable.” "No! We won't!” Mitchel retorted, his
response instinctive, without a hint of doubt.
His embrace softened as she leaned against him.
Believing she had conceded, he whispered, “Raegan, please, stay by my side.
You can do anything.
Just don't leave..." Raegan remained silent, yet Mitchel's heart soared in hope, convinced time would sway her.
He couldn't let go of Raegan.
Never in this lifetime.
With this thought in mind, he tightened his hold, only to feel dampness seep through his shirt, tainted with the sharp smell of rust.
Releasing her, he was confronted by his once white shirt, now marred with the red of Raegan’s reopened wound.
Time seemed to freeze.
His mind blanked, emptied of thought.
The next instant, panic overtook him.
"Doctor!" he cried, frantically pressing the call button, his voice edged with a loss of control.
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