It Is Because You Are My Wife

When Regan entered the ward, Hazel was still napping. Curling herself up on the bed, she looked as though a weak rabbit who wished to hide from the world. Humbly, Abigail and Penelope stood up upon seeing Regan. “Have she eaten anything?” Honestly, Abigail answered, “Miss Wilkinson ate a little… B-But she threw up soon.” Of course, they knew that Hazel forced herself to eat so that Regan wouldn’t make things difficult for them. Unfortunately, she couldn’t get over her mental stress. With his gaze fixed on Hazel, Regan knew that she wasn’t asleep by listening to her breathing. As usual, he picked up the blanket and covered her with it. Then, he picked her up without hesitation and was going to leave the ward. As expected, Hazel opened her eyes the moment she sensed that Regan was the one holding her. Struggling as though an angry cub, she said protestingly, “Let me go…” However, Regan gently stroked her head and told her, “Let me bring you to have something nice. I’ve finished cooking t