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..."

Kieran glanced at his watch and suddenly

plate of

breakfast with disdain. "What's

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

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

out. "I'm sorry! I

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

up, and his

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

Hearing this, Kieran frowned.

Kieran refused to believe that he couldn't survive without

off to work," said

only accept Freya as my granddaughter-in-law. You will go to the Dawson family

There was no