GoodReadWhat Do You Want, Mitchel Bryce did not have the courage to resist Hector.
And when he was confronted, he denied it.
"I never said that.
Hector knows I don't like reading.
How could I ask you to get a book?” He turned his back to Hector and made a face at Raegan in defiance.
"Raegan, you set me up.” Despite Bryce’s sudden change of attitude, Raegan remained calm and brandished her phone.
"] recorded everything just now." In an instant, Bryce's expression shifted.
"Damn it! You're so devious.
How could you trick me?” "If you hadn't tried to frame me, how could I have the chance to do the same to you?" Raegan calmly
replied.
Fuming, Bryce turned to Hector with pleading eyes and asked, "Do you believe her?” Hector was silent for a minute and then
said, "Apologize to Raegan!" Bryce'’s face darkened, and he deflated like a punctured balloon.
"No!" Bryce protested.
Hector looked him in the eye and asked, "Do you want to return to Swynborough?" Slowly, Bryce lowered his head and
murmured an apology reluctantly.
Knowing Bryce hadn't realized his faults, Hector stared at Bryce and urged him to make a more serious apology to Raegan.
Bryce stole a glance at Raegan, not sure if she was laughing at him.
It was such a humiliation to face the music in front of Raegan without driving her away.
Having just celebrated his 18th birthday, Bryce considered himself a grown man.
And now, he felt indignant after being asked to apologize to Raegan for his prank.
With bloodshot eyes, he roared, "I didn't mess with any of you!” With that, he stormed off to his room.
Raegan was surprised by this twist of events.
After all, Hector once said he had wrongly brought Bryce up to be such a spoiled kid.
She had assumed Hector wouldn't be tough on Bryce's wrongdoing.
She had to admit, though, that she, too, had felt the urge to discipline Bryce herself when Bryce was being unreasonable.
But this was not her concern.
After a moment of thought, Raegan said, "Hector, if there's nothing else, I'll leave now.” Hector donned his coat at once and led
the way.
"We're headed in the same direction.
Let's go together." Raegan hesitated and racked her brain on how to decline Hector's offer.
After all, Hector was Bryce's father and also Mitchel's uncle.
She would rather not get too involved with him.
As she reached the door, Hector's flashy sports car was already revving.
Upon seeing her, Hector rolled down the window and glanced at his watch, indicating he was in a hurry.
"Get in.” Since it appeared they really were headed the same way, refusing now would seem contrived.
So, Raegan reluctantly got into his car.
The car had only two seats, so Raegan had no choice but to sit in the passenger seat.
After fastening her seatbelt, the car surged forward.
While they were at a red light, Hector unexpectedly asked, “Can we talk about something?” Raegan was taken aback and
"Sure." "What did you see earlier?” Hector's straightforward question caught Raegan off guard.
She blushed, unsure of how to respond.
His tone was even as if he was merely posing a mundane question.
Well, the study was well-lit, so she saw Hector’s well -defined muscles, abs, and...
Raegan saw everything! Hector undeniably had an impressive physique and a big...
She could not admit that, could she? That would be too mortifying.
"I...
I didn't get a clear look...” As soon as she said these words, she realized her words carried an undertone.
It meant that she saw something.
At this realization, Raegan hurriedly corrected herself, "I mean, I didn't see anything.” Hector was unconvinced but had to
resume driving as the light had turned green.
Raegan's ears turned red in = embarrassment.
Nonetheless, she kept her cool and added, "Don't worry.
I'll stay in Bryce’s room only." Hector, who was focused on the road, said flatly, "I don't have any woman around me, but
occasionally I need to satisfy my physiological needs.” Raegan felt bewildered.
He did not have to say that, and she did not want to hear his explanation.
Feeling somehow uncomfortable, Raegan bluntly asked, “What are you trying to say?” Hector took a moment and calmly stated,
"You're Bryce's teacher.
I don't want you to get the wrong idea." Upon hearing this, Raegan met his gaze and assured him, "Mr.
Dixon, my job only concerns students, not their parents.
You don't need to be concerned about that.” The distinction between students and their parents was crucial.
Raegan knew it well.
At this moment, Hector gripped the steering wheel tightly and continued, "Bryce can be mischievous, but he has a good nature.
Please forgive him.” Raegan nodded.
"Don't worry.
I'm committed to teaching him well." "I'd appreciate if you could also pay attention to his personal development, not just his
academics.” "Of course.
And I haven't yet thanked you for what you did for my grandmother.
I'll make sure Bryce receives the best education in return." As they halted at a red light, Hector glanced at Raegan and, to her
surprise, chuckled.
"You're always so polite to me and keep your distance.
I thought you'd forgotten me.” "No, I remember what you did at the nursing house.
It's something I'm truly grateful for," Raegan earnestly replied.
Hector acknowledged her gratitude but steered the topic elsewhere.
“There's no need for such formality.” “What?” Raegan uttered in surprise.
On second thought, she realized it made sense.
Perhaps her excessive formality made him feel odd.
Hector cast a quick glance at her and then added, "And about Mitchel and you..." Upon hearing Mitchel's name, Raegan felt a
sudden jolt.
"I have nothing to do with him," she asserted.
"I never said there was something." The rest of the journey passed in silence.
Raegan gazed out at the stars.
The moonlight cast half of her face in a pearly glow, making her look ethereal..
Hector caught a glimpse of her and, for a moment, thought he was looking at a painting.
The sight of her face stirred uncomfortable memories within him, which made him look away.
Upon reaching her destination, Raegan exited the car and offered Hector a polite thank you.
She did not want to impose further.
A moment later, she noticed Hector was still there, looking at something from a distance.
Curious, she followed his gaze, and her mouth gaped at what she saw.
Ahead, a black Maybach sat at the community intersection.
Its lights were off, resembling a dormant beast.
Mitchel leaned against the car.
His long legs stretched out, and a cigarette was casually held between his fingers.
As Raegan stepped out, he straightened up and approached her.
Dressed in a sleek grey suit, he looked dashing.
Raegan's heart raced.
Although she had not done anything wrong, for some reason, she felt a twinge of guilt.
In the faint night light, Mitchel’s face appeared ghostly as he walked over to her.
Not only that, his height and presence were also imposing.
Despite Raegan's outward calm, she felt an urge to flee.
But it was too late.
Mitchel had anticipated her reaction.
He swiftly wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close.
"Why didn’t you ask me to pick you up?" he asked, his voice deep and magnetic.
Reagan could not help but think how ironic it was.
She had Just said she had nothing to do with Mitchel.
Yet here they were, standing intimately close, closer than they ever were during their marriage.
As Mitchel held her, he looked down at Hector in the car and politely acknowledged him.
"Uncle." Hector gave a nod in response.
"Raegan's upset with me.
Since she's teaching Bryce, I hope you can be more lenient with her if she does anything improper,” Mitchel said to Hector.
Raegan felt a chill run down her spine.
Mitchel seemed to know too much about her.
Also, it was not she was angry with him, but rather it was they had divorced.
Hector smiled and simply replied, “Alright.” Then, he drove off.
Mitchel straightened, and an enigmatic smile danced on his lips.
But then, he turned back to Raegan, and his smile vanished in an instant.
"Let's go," he urged as he strode forward.
However, Raegan did not move, prompting him to return and take her hand.
"Do you want me to carry you?" Raegan yanked her hand back and stared at him.
"Mitchel, what do you want?” For a moment, Mitchel stared at her with narrowed eyes.
And the next second, he stooped to pick her up.
Surprised, Raegan's heat skipped a beat.
She clung to his shirt and protested, "Mitchel!" "Didn't you just ask what I want to do?” He leaned over and, with his lips brushing
against her ear, whispered, "Do you know now?"
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