Chapter 77

The moment Cillian heard those words, he could no longer remain quiet. “That’s enough, Bellatrix.” He said as he stepped forward and pushed Regina gently behind him, shielding her from Bellatrix’s icy gaze, which turned colder—if possible—upon seeing this. Of course he was going to protect her. She was his lover, the one thing he was willing to sacrifice everything for, even his very own wife and child. Bellatrix clenched her jaw at the thought and her heart, against her will, clenched slightly, but the anger she felt, the hatred directed towards the two people in front of her, far outweighed that tiny pain. Cillian, taking her second of silence as her answer, carried on. “Your father's condition is serious, but treating Regina like this won’t change anything. It’s not the answer, Bellatrix. So stop.” He said boldly, with as much authority as the one he'd talk to a servant with. Bellatrix’s expression, however, didn’t waver. Instead, she took a single step forward, her heels clicking o