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..."

I have to get to work." Kieran glanced at his watch

the housekeeper served him a plate of toast, scrambled eggs,

simple breakfast with disdain. "What's this supposed

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

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

out. "I'm sorry!

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

Kieran stood up, and

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 for breakfast. Now that Freya's gone,

Hearing this, Kieran frowned.

to believe that he couldn't survive without Freya, who had only been in their lives for

off to

care what you think. I only accept Freya as my granddaughter-in-law. You will go to the Dawson family this instant and apologize. If Freya doesn't forgive

There was no