He Can't Be Compared to Me

Immediately, Hazel knew what Regan was up to. She had long known about his everything. Crossing his hands with hers, Hazel winked at him and smiled flatteringly, shaking her hands as she tried to act cute. "Come on, Regan, my wonderful husband. Just tell me!" Then, she even stepped on her tiptoes and kissed Regan, who lowered his head to let her reach easily. Getting what he wanted, he also kissed her cheeks and lips with deep love and satisfaction in his eyes. "Okay, we'll talk when we're home." Back to their bedroom. Letting Hazel sit on his lap, Regan whispered into her ear, "They're not blood-related." Surprised, she covered her lips, showing a look of astonishment. "Really?! So, they..." "He loves her as a couple," Regan answered. Showing a face that expressed, "I knew it," she recounted, "Just now, I saw that the way Cohen looked at Robyn didn't look like he was only treating her as his sister, but rather... it felt the same as when you look at me. It was filled with concerns, lo