The Masked prince
Chapter 282: Evelyn Can’t Sleep Without Regan

Chapter 282: Evelyn Can’t Sleep Without Regan

Evelyn continued to change sides on the bed but she couldn’t fall asleep.

In the end, she huffed and sat up on the bed. It was around midnight but she was unable to fall asleep.

In the end, she stepped outside her room and was surprised to see Isla leaning against the wall beside the room.

Isla also stood up seeing her stepping out of the room and asked in a concern-filled voice.

"My Lady, are you alright? Do you need anything?"

"No...but what are you doing here?"

"I am protecting My Lady."

Isla said with a solemn expression on her face.

Evelyn frowned in confusion when she heard this.

"But you didn’t use to do this before?"

She remembered very well she had never seen Isla like this ...standing outside her room even at night.

"That was because My Lady was with His Highness. I was assured that with His Highness’s presence, My Lady could never be harmed."

Isla didn’t tell Evelyn that it was Regan only who had instructed her to do so while Regan never told Isla why he said so.

He was actually afraid that his wife would get silly ideas and might leave the palace without anyone’s information.

He could expect this from Evelyn.

That’s why he wanted Isla to be around Evelyn so that she would not get a chance to escape.

On the other hand, Evelyn nodded her head in understanding.

But a moment later, she frowned again

"This is not good. When will you sleep then?"

"I will change turns with Ezra and Elliot. My Lady doesn’t need to worry."

Isla tried to assure Evelyn. However, the latter shook her head firmly and said

"No, that’s not good. Everyone deserves to have a good sleep at night. Since my not sleeping with His Highness is creating such problems then I will just go and sleep with His Highness."

Isla blinked.

Was she not saying the same yesterday night but her mistress refused to listen to her? Why was it that she agreed to do the same today so easily ...when she didn’t even say it?

As Isla saw Evelyn walking to the prince’s room eagerly, she suddenly wondered if her sleeping problem was just an excuse used by Evelyn.

In fact, her lady herself wanted to go to the prince’s room and sleep there.

When Isla realized this, she couldn’t help but chuckle.

Her lady was so cute.

She followed Evelyn to ensure that she would really sleep with the Prince.

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On the other hand, Evelyn tiptoed to the door of the room where Regan was sleeping. She wondered if she should knock but then realized that she should not.

What if he didn’t allow her to sleep here? He was still angry at her.

She pouted when she remembered how he had asked her to leave the room. Did she not tell him already why she wanted a divorce?

How could he still stay angry at her?

However, another part of her heart immediately scolded her as she remembered the pain in Regan’s eyes when she had said those words.

She had hurt him. So of course, he had the right to stay angry.

But she wanted to be near him as well.

In the end, she pushed the door inside and stepped inside the room.

When she turned around after closing the door, she sighed in relief seeing that Regan was still asleep on the bed. He usually woke up by a slight movement so she was being very careful.

It made her feel slightly upset seeing how peacefully asleep he was while she couldn’t find any sleep alone inside her room.

Was she so habitual of his presence now?

With a huff, Evelyn walked towards the bed and lay down on the vacant side of the bed.

But she still kept her back towards him.

A moment later, she found herself dragging her body slightly closer to him with her back still facing him.

When the same happened another moment later, a hand suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to the warmth of the body.

Evelyn’s breath hitched as she felt the solid rock-like chest attached to her back.

"Can’t sleep without me?"

Regan’s husky voice fell in her ears making her feel something weird inside her stomach.

Did she have indigestion by any chance?

How could Evelyn know the reason behind this!

Yes, she had been touched by Arthur before. She had been closer to Oliver before. But she never felt something like this in their presence.

It was only Regan’s closeness to her that made her feel nervous as well as excited.

The nervousness made her want to run away but a large part of her heart urged for more closeness.

Regan didn’t seem to actually expect an answer. He had his arm around her waist as he held her closer to his body and said in his deep voice.

"Sleep."

Like an obedient student, Evelyn immediately closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

His warmth worked like a sleeping drug to her.

She couldn’t feel so secure and peaceful anywhere else.

The next morning when Evelyn woke up, she frowned not seeing Regan by her side. But the frown soon disappeared when she saw Regan stepping out of the bathroom.

She smiled immediately but her smile froze when Regan didn’t reciprocate the smile and looked at her emotionlessly.

This...was he still angry at her?

"But we slept together last night?"

Did it not mean that now everything was alright between them?

However, when Evelyn had one more look at Regan’s face, she understood that the answer was no.

He was still angry at her.

"Your Highness...can we forg..."et everything and move on?

She had wanted to ask but Regan didn’t give her the chance to finish her words and left the room carrying his sword.

Evelyn looked at his back as tears of grievance filled her eyes.

He ...was not this too much?

’You were no less adamant when you sought out divorce.’

Her conscience told her and she groaned loudly hiding under the blankets.

She would never do this again.

He didn’t even kiss her forehead before leaving.

It was simply torture.