Declan's mood was down since Yasmin had chosen to stay with Derrek rather than come to see him. He didn't say anything, though.
After freshening up, he put on his gray loungewear and sat down on the settee with his laptop. He could have gone to the study but preferred working in the room, hoping she would finish her work soon and come to him.
Harry came in and gave him his black coffee.
"How long have they been working?" Declan asked.
"Since morning," replied Harry promptly.
"Derrek has been here since the morning!" Declan was astounded.
"Derrek Sir doesn't want Madam to go to the office in this condition. It is good to see Madam occupied with something. She was bored sitting on the porch, staring at the boundary walls."
Declan pushed one eyebrow up and glared at his departing form, wondering if Harry was complaining about locking Yasmin up.
