Chapter 160

A frown crossed Cillian's face as soon as he heard this. Behind him, Bellatrix stopped and glanced in the direction of the door, arching a brow in part curiosity and part amazement. What stunt was Regina pulling this time around. "What do you mean she's vomiting?" Cillian asked, his voice oddly flat, instead, it held a tinge of irritation. If Bellatrix didn't know any better, she would have assumed that he was annoyed over the fact that their conversation was interrupted. Then again, it wasn't really much of a conversation. So the only reason why he'd sound so irritated, was possibly because of what she'd said. So this was basically transferred aggression, right? The corners of Bellatrix's lips pulled upwards and she stopped herself at the very last second from snickering. Or so she thought. Cilian looked at her, brows drawn, he didn't speak, but the question in his eyes was as clear as day. She held his stare for a few seconds, shrugging in the process. "What?" She muttered as she tos