It Doesn't Matter If We Live Or We Die

Extremely irascible and furious at the moment, Regan sounded so cold as if his voice was coming from hell. When Hazel heard his words, she felt a chill down her spine. Although Elliot seemed to be quite influential himself, Hazel was still worried as Regan didn't sound like he was going to let him off easily. At the thought of this, Hazel's eyes showed a struggle and hesitation. Panic-stricken, she couldn't help but hold her belly tightly with her hands. At the same time, there was a hint of coldness in Elliot's eyes too. If he hadn't left that year, Regan might not be in the picture at all. As a result, nothing would happen between Regan and Hazel. Standing where he was, he still had his arms still wrapping around Hazel's waist, asserting dominance. "I've told you that you've mistaken her for someone else," Elliot said calmly. "She's shy and didn't like to be in crowded places. Besides, she has blisters on her face now, so she doesn't want to be seen by others." "No matter who she is,