A wave of panic washed over Lauren. The truth was, she had recovered a long
time ago.
She was injected with a new type of medicine in Swynborough to make her look
sick and win Mitchel’s trust.
If he sent her to another doctor in Swynborough, her secret would be revealed.
“Mitchel, the healthcare here in Ardlens has been gentle and effective. I'm not in
pain anymore. Can't I just continue my treatment here?”
“I want you to recover fully as soon as possible. This isn’t up for discussion,”
Mitchel firmly said.
Lauren froze. She sensed the unyielding steel in his voice and knew better than
to argue. She would have to play her cards carefully from here on out.
It was not entirely a bad thing, though.
Going abroad with Mitchel for treatment could provide an excellent opportunity to
deal with Raegan.
At this realization, she looked up at him and weakly said, “I'll do as you say,
Mitchel. Once I'm better, we can start a family. Maybe then, your mother won’t be
so hard on me.”
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Truth be told, Lauren had zero desire to have kids. Besides, she never liked
children. But if having a child was the golden ticket to earning a man’s affection,
then so be it.
And didn’t Raegan’s pregnancy earn Mitchel's attention? Well, she didn’t mind
that if it worked.
Mitchel was silent. A few moments later, he just frowned and said, “Once you're
cured, you should focus on living well.”
Lauren assumed he meant living a good life with him.
“When do we leave?” Lauren asked, elated.
“The day after tomorrow. I've already spoken with your father to arrange for
someone to pick you up and look after you for the surgery.”
Lauren's heart skipped a beat and she panicked.
“What do you mean, Mitchel? Aren’t you going to be there with me?”
“You'll be staying in Swynborough from now on, and your family will accompany
you there,” Mitchel explained, his voice devoid of emotion.
It was like a bolt from the blue. Lauren was utterly stunned. It took her a moment
to grasp the weight of Mitchel’'s words.
Her face drained of color, and she felt Like she had been slapped across the
face.
“Mitchel, are you... Are you sending me away?” she stammered.
“Lauren, the arrangement of this surgery is the last thing I'll ever do to take care
of you,” Mitchel stated flatly.
While Lauren looked like she had seen a ghost, Mitchel was nonchalant.
It was obvious that this was not a spur-of-the-moment decision.