The Masked prince
Chapter 59: The Prince Is Not Rich

Chapter 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

"Your Highness, there is no need to repay. I am a slave. It is my duty to protect Your Highness."

For the first time in his life, Regan felt this helpless.

What should he do? He wondered.

Should he tell her what he felt about her? However, as Regan looked at the girl he loved, his mind immediately said to him that it was not a good choice.

If it had been any other girl, he would not have needed to think so much. But this was Evelyn.

As much as Regan knew Evelyn in the past few days, he had an inkling that she would certainly run away somewhere far if he told her about his feelings.

Perhaps she would not believe him at all. Evelyn’s self-esteem was that low.

He first needed to build it up before confessing his feelings to her.

But for now, he also needed an obedient Evelyn who would take care of her wound first and then think about anything else.

And for that, he didn’t need to think much.

Leaning against the chair he was seated on, he looked at Evelyn strictly as he folded his arms across his chest and said

"Do you know how much I have paid Dan to treat you?"

Evelyn’s eyes suddenly went blank when she heard these words. She gulped as she tried to guess.

But she didn’t anything about the market or the price of commodities that were sold in it. So how could she guess such a thing? She looked at the prince and said without hesitation

"Your Highness can cut that from my salary."

Regan looked at Evelyn on hearing her words and suddenly wanted to shake his head.

This silly girl. Could she not bolden up for a moment and say that she got wounded because of him so he was naturally supposed to pay for her?

However, he also needed her to say it, right?

So Regan chuckled in cooperation and said

"Even If I don’t give you your salary for this whole year, it will not cover-up."

Evelyn’s eyes went wide when she heard this. The wheels of her mind ran faster as she wondered what all work she could do to pay back her master.

However, before she could open her mouth, Regan continued

"This prince is not much rich, Evelyn."

If Rex or Elias had heard these words then they would have spit out their blood in anger.

But Evelyn, who was completely unaware of everything, felt scared when she heard him speaking like this. Her master never called himself ’this prince’. She must have annoyed him to a great extent for him to talk like this.

When Regan saw that she looked guilty, he felt his heart ache but he also knew that he needed to do this. So when the iron was hot, he used the hammer.

"It would be better if you can take care of your wound. That would mean less payment to Dan."

When Evelyn heard this, she immediately nodded her head.

Satisfied, Regan picked up the bowl as he said

"Good. Since your right shoulder is injured, you can’t use it. So you can’t eat on your own. Here ...let me help you."

Saying this, he brought the spoon near her lips making Evelyn blink at him. But when Regan raised his eyebrows, Evelyn immediately opened her lips and ate the porridge.

She had actually wanted to say that he could call Hannah. She wouldn’t feel this uncomfortable if Hannah helped her in eating.

However, whenever her eyes went to the prince’s expressionless face, Evelyn didn’t dare to say anything.

Under this huge pressure, Evelyn finished the whole bowl of porridge and Regan was very satisfied.

He looked at Evelyn with a smile and even praised her.

"Good girl."

Evelyn’s eyes widened slightly when she heard this and she immediately lowered her head.

Why did her cheek feel so hot?

Regan smirked when he saw her like this but composed himself soon.

"I will have my dinner now. If you need anything, you can call me."

Evelyn didn’t even raise her head as she nodded.

Satisfied, Regan walked to the round table and had his dinner.

As he was busy eating, he could Evelyn’s gaze on himself but he didn’t turn to look at her. He wondered what she was thinking while looking at him.

Did her heart also beat like his when she looked at him?

Regan didn’t know. But he liked that she was looking at him.

After he had finished his dinner, the guards took the empty tray and Regan walked to the bed.

He helped Evelyn in lying down on the bed again as she had been sitting since they had dinner.

"Go to sleep."

Seeing how she closed her eyes immediately, Regan shook his head. While walking towards the only couch in the chambers, he said strictly

"Don’t forget to call me if you need anything."

He smiled when he heard the soft voice from behind.

"Yes, Your Highness"