Semua Bab REGRET UNTIL SHE SAYS GOODBYE : Bab 291 - Bab 300

SARA’S POVThe entire ride back, silence prevailed between us and the instant we arrived, I grabbed my bag and hurriedly alighted from the car like one who couldn’t wait to flee from a crime scene.I wasn’t sure why I was in a hurry to get away from Derek but I did as my mind dictated without questioning it, heading directly to my room the moment I walked in.In my room, I freshened up and got ready for bed but I had only been laying in bed for a couple of minutes before I discovered something wrong.I was hungry, incredibly hungry and rightfully so.Although I was supposed to have dinner with Derek before Alyssa’s arrival ruined everything and forced me to leave. But, even before then, I had barely taken a bite of the food I had been served.Then, I had been more engrossed in talking to Derek and figuring out what I could from him and now, I terribly regretted doing that.The easy step to take would be to head down to the kitchen and grab a quick bite of something for myself but I wa

SARA’S POVDerek stared penetratingly at me, and just when I thought I would get a response out of him, he turned around and began to walk out of the room.“You still haven’t answered my question?” I could not help calling after him.His step stilled and I suddenly wished I had guarded my mouth.Slowly, he turned around to face me, “Now, you’ll be the one pushing bounds.”“You think that’s pushing bounds?” I voiced.I was just asking a simple question, yet he termed it pushing bounds. What would I then call the things he had been doing and saying to me.It was the fact that he hadn’t acknowledged me when I made this same statement to him yet he was using it on me now.The double standards couldn’t be more obvious.We stood there in the dim kitchen light, the air thick with things neither of us were saying.Finally, he stepped back slightly.“Go to bed, Sara.”I swallowed, my lips parted slightly, with words that I could have said but I held back and muttered instead, “Goodnight, Derek

SARA’S POV“Stay seated,” Derek said suddenly snd my focus swerved from his face to the backseat of the car where Danielle had her hand on the buckle of her seatbelt, trying to release it.“Danielle,” I gasped, wondering how Derek had even caught that when he had been staring at something else the entire time.“But daddy…” She whined and Derek’s face cooled over.With a voice that sounded frosty, even to me, he muttered again, “Stay seated.”In an instant, Danielle’s gaze turned clouded and my heart skipped a beat.It had been a long time since she had thrown a tantrum but it seemed as though I was about to witness another from her reaction.I alternated my gaze back to Derek whose eyes were unrelenting and I knew all hell was about to break loose.Without meaning to, I held my breath, waiting for the first earth shattering loud wail she was sure to let loose, and Derek’s subsequent reaction to it.Would he behave similarly to what he did in the past and hurriedly moved to comfort her

THIRD PERSON’S POV Danielle was seated on the big leather couch in Derek’s office, legs swinging back and forth playfully.It didn’t take long before she grew bored of that and when that happened, she turned around and eyed the large, leather chair behind Derek’s desk.The one he was seated on.Derek felt a pair of eyes watching him and glanced ahead, looking over in her direction.As expected, Danielle was staring at him and one look at her face and he could already tell what she was thinking.‘The big turning chair.’That was what she had called it earlier, after pleading and insisting that she wanted to sit there but Derek had refused.“Danielle, I’m busy.” Was what he said to her.Again, much to his surprise, she acted well mannered snd hadn’t argued, thrown a tantrum, she didn’t even pout but had returned to the couch good naturedly and now, Derek could help but feel a sting of guilt in his heart.Jacob, who was talking to him, noticed that Derek had stopped listening to what he

THIRD PERSON'S POV"It's a question."Derek's brows creased in bewilderment.Of course he knew it was a question. Wasn't that why he asked, so he could get a response?Why then was she reminding him as if he didn't know the difference between a question and an ordinary statement."I know," he muttered, trying to ease the crease of her brows. "I know it's a question," he repeated for emphasis, still waiting for her to tell him if she already had lunch or not."Why do you ask?" Sara repeated.What she didn't know was that her expression mirrored Derek's right now.Her brows were also faintly creased, but only because she didn't understand why he would ask her that out of the blue."Just answer the question, Sara," She heard Derek say, backed with a faint sigh that she thought she must have misheard."No, I have been busy," She muttered then lightly bit on a corner of her lips still wondering why he was questioning her about this.A moment of silence passed between them and she was temp