Shattered Longings

Chapter 8 We’ve Got Different Surnames

Dominic didn’t come home that night. However, Bella wasn’t worried. She had no interest in finding out where he’d gone. She had to figure out how to stop paying attention to him.

When Bella woke up at dawn, she slowly made herself a simple breakfast and enjoyed the rare moment

of calm.

She would be heading to Felix’s house in the afternoon to give piano lessons, so she had her morning free. It was time to deep clean the house.

Upon thinking about it, Bella realized she hadn’t enjoyed a day of rest for the past three years

After breakfast, she began tidying up the house. The gigantic Miller Manor was a chore to clean. Bella only finished cleaning the basement and the first floor at midday. After taking a short break, she started. cleaning Dominic’s study.

For the past three years, Dominic had locked the door to his study, so Bella had never cleaned it. Today, she noticed that he hadn’t locked it. Thus, she decided to help him tidy up.

When she walked in, there was the overpowering smell of dust, which made her choke. Bella had no choice but to put on a mask. Thankfully, the windows had been tightly closed. There wasn’t an exceptionally thick layer of dust on the floor.

opened the windows. Sun illuminated the room and chased

She pulled a random book out of

and everything inside

there, she froze. The

had been torn from her book. Bella definitely hadn’t expected it to

with Dominic

due to the passage of time. However, the words could

since a young age. She had looping handwriting

erased. Did Dominic hate her that much? He wouldn’t even let her call him her “brother” in an

heard footsteps downstairs. Bella folded the paper and stuffed it into her pocket. Then, she

into Dominic as she left the study. Feeling a little nervous, she started to

and asked coldly, “Who gave you permission

Aren’t you going to use it? I’m done cleaning it. If you don’t want me touching your belongings,

“I’ll get someone to clean it. You have no right to do that. Just because you’re living here doesn’t mean you own