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..."

have to get to work." Kieran

plate of

breakfast with disdain.

visibly scared, unsure of what she had

snapped, "I don't eat fried food in the morning and don't start my day with

out. "I'm sorry! I didn't

new. I'll have

up, and his

breakfast personally, waking up at four a.m. to prepare those exquisite pastries. We used to have at least sixteen

Hearing this, Kieran frowned.

to call off the engagement! If she wanted to leave, so be it! Kieran refused to believe that he couldn't survive without Freya, who had only been

to work,"

You will go to the Dawson family this instant and apologize. If Freya doesn't forgive you, don't bother coming back home!" Kieran tried to say no.

now!" There was no

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