The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Chapter 8

The following morning, Kieran descended the stairs to find the servant packing luggage, furrowing his brow in confusion. "What's going on here?"

"Mr. Sutton, these are Ms. Dawson's belongings. She called yesterday, saying she would move out and asked us to pack her things and send them over."

As he stared at the suitcases before him, the image of Freya briefly flashed through his mind. Freya would have prepared breakfast by then, eagerly waiting for him to come downstairs. She would then pull out a chair for him and start a conversation about trivial matters. Today, her absence felt oddly significant.

Realizing he was thinking about Freya, Kieran coldly ordered, "Pack them up quickly. I don't want to see this mess!"

The servant answered, "Yes, Mr. Sutton."

Kieran settled into a living room chair. Noticing the empty table, he grumbled, "Isn't breakfast ready yet?"

"My apologies, Mr. Sutton. Usually, Ms. Dawson is the one preparing breakfast. Our new housekeeper isn't quite familiar with the routine..."

get to work." Kieran glanced

him a plate of toast, scrambled

with disdain. "What's this

breakfast, Mr. Sutton." The housekeeper looked visibly scared, unsure of what she

don't eat fried food in the morning and don't start my day with meat. Is this what I pay

scared out. "I'm sorry! I

interrupted, "Mr. Sutton, she's new. I'll have

stood up,

up at four a.m. to prepare those exquisite pastries. We used to

Hearing this, Kieran frowned.

be it! Kieran refused to believe that he couldn't survive without Freya, who had only been in their lives for

to work," said

the Dawson family this instant

now!" There was no arguing