Chapter 202

Bellatrix released a sigh as she stepped out into the beach, allowing the comforting scent of sea water and evening breeze calm her nerves. Yet, in the back of her mind, Cillian's words still replayed. Because she was his wife, he had to protect her. She found herself scoffing bitterly to those words as she stopped by the beach shores, her feet sinking into the cold water. If he had said those words five years ago before throwing her into the operating room, everything would have been different. But here he was, spitting them out like they were worth a fortune, like it was going to erase everything, heal her and make her suddenly become the puppet she once was, wagging her tail obediently and waiting for him to throw her a treat. Dream on! She was never going to be that girl who he could easily walk over. That girl died the day he decided Regina was more important than her...than their child. Her hand twitched at her side, aching to clench, but Bellatrix didn't give in. Cillian didn't