If Regret Had a Remedy Chapter 70

In the room, Jane was lying in front of the desk, as if she was doing homework.

Elara raised his head and met Tristan’s eyes.

Hearing the knock on the door, Elara thought it was the domestic servant who gave her hot milk.

I didn’t expect that the person knocking on the door was Tristan.

Elara retracted his eyes, and took out the work next to him to cover the report he was writing just now.