Chapter 559

　　Third person's POV 　　Noticing his pause, Tabitha casually asked, "What's wrong?" 　　"It's nothing," Derek replied, his touch becoming even more delicate, as if afraid to apply the slightest pressure. 　　Yet, strands of hair still fell away. 　　Derek's mind wandered back to two years prior when Tabitha had been poisoned with wolfsbane. 　　In the past, when she was at her weakest, he couldn't be by her side. This time, no matter what, Derek vowed to stay with her. 　　He gently flicked Tabitha's hair twice with his hand and draped a coat over her. 　　He lifted her and settled her into a wheelchair. 　　Before departing, he instructed someone to change the bedding. 　　Every girl loved beauty. He recalled how Tabitha had cherished her long hair when they were close. 　　Back then, she was adorned in an elegant dress, her hair tied up with a beautiful hairband. 　　He vividly remembered the proud look on her face when she claimed she could tie her hair up with a hairband using just one hand. 　　Tabitha