Chapter 41

Cillian sat beside Regina's bed, flipping through the work documents he hadn't been able to attend to the past few days. But, even though he looked busy, or rather, looked like he was waiting for Regina to wake up, the truth was far from it. Instead, he was merely distracting himself. After all, if he was focused on work, he wouldn't have to focus on the uneasy feeling that settled in the pit of his stomach. But no matter how much he distracted himself, it didn't go away. If anything, the longer he pretended not to notice it, the heavier the feeling got, causing his frown to deepen and his mood to sour. Eventually, he gave up. Setting aside his work, he stared at the sleeping figure on the bed, unlike before however, her beautiful face did not seem to calm him down, especially not when the face of a certain woman flashed in his mind. His frown deepened, however, before he could ponder it any longer, a light knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. "Sir," Kane walked in, looking a bi