章節 59: The Prince Is Not Rich

"You want to eat on your own?"

Regan's voice was cold as he asked making Evelyn feel familiar with him.

However, she suddenly missed her master's soft and gentle voice as well. Looking at the silent girl in front of him, Regan put the bowl of porridge on the bedside table and looked at her with cold eyes.

"Then you should have let me fight those men on my own, Evelyn."

Evelyn frowned when she heard these words.

"How could I?"

She retorted immediately. As if she felt that it was not enough, she continued

"That man was attacking Your Highness. If I didn't take any action, then…"

"Then I would have been lying on this bed."

Regan finished the words Evelyn couldn't complete.

His red eyes were cold but there was a myriad of emotions behind that coldness that Evelyn was yet unable to understand.

What Evelyn understood from his words was completely different from what Regan had meant to say and Regan knew it when he heard say