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Chapter 92; Getting him angry.

“Cone on, you can do this!” Regan yelled out, sitting comfortably on a chair with a cup of wine in his grasp.

Ivorie, who he was referring to, just ran past the front yard of the manor, sweating profusely and panting heavily.

“Easy…for you…to ah…say!” she managed to say through the tightness in her chest.

Regan chuckled, sipping from the cup with a smirk.

‘Stop her! Why would you let our mate go through so much stress?’ Boris growled.

‘She will be going through a thousand more stress if she doesn't train. I'm helping our mate.’ Regan answered.

Boris wasn't quite satisfied, giving a low growl and sending a wave of guilt to Regan.

The latter gulped down the entire cup of wine to push the unwanted emotion away.

When Ivorie was finally done, she came panting in front of the porch, resting her hands on her knees.

“Are you okay?” Regan asked with a worried look. It seemed the guilt hadn't gone away.

Ivorie nodded, unable to speak through her heavy breathing. But suddenly, she began to cough
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