Lonely Bride

SARAH’S POV

I know Sean trusts her to the core, and now he will doubt me. Now, how can I prove myself?

I was thinking the way out but heard Sean say, “Really, what did you inform her?” I cannot see his expression, but his voice tells me it will not be great, I guess.

“I inform Mrs. Hudson about your visit to Florida.” She did not hesitate before lying.

Of course, why not? She must have been pro till now, as mom said she has done many things in the past, so one more will not harm her. I thought about gritting my teeth.

Shannon.” He again called her.

‘Now, why did he call her?’ I thought about biting my lips.

“Where were you when you asked her?” He looked back at me and asked.

“Right here. I asked her when I did not find you anywhere in the house.” I stated the facts.

Sean smirked at my statement.

Now, why is he smirking at me?

Oh, demit. I facepalm myself internally, telling him the truth. I was looking for him. Shit.

He again turned his back to me and said, “Shannon asked Roxy to bring the video recording of the dining area for the day I left.

Dude, suddenly his statement made me proud of him.

Tilting my head a little, I looked at Anna, and she was stiff as ice hearing this. I look back at mom and give her a playful smile.

Nathan and Sam both look confused, looking at my and Mom’s reactions to this.

In less than five minutes, Roxy came running, holding a laptop in his hand.

Taking the laptop, Sean turned back to me and kept it on the table nearby. Now I have a full view of the screen.

He forward-recorded and stopped when I came into the picture. When I asked, ‘Anna, where is Sean?’

When I got a reply, ‘Well, Mrs. Hudson, we aren’t allowed to inform the whereabouts of the master.’All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Shit, I would have thought about this before. Now he will know what I did with Anna. Shit, big shit. I closed my eyes in nervousness.

“Who am I?” I hear my voice again. Opening my eyes, I looked at Sean. His eyes were on the screen, with no expression on his face.

Damn, what is he thinking? Is he mad, happy, or angry?

Mmm, Mrs. Hudson.” I again hear Anna’s stuttering and look at Sean again.

He finally looked back at me, smirking and closing the screen.

I instantly looked everywhere, then at him. Gosh, this is so embarrassing for me. I started biting my nails. I do this when I am nervous.

He turned back to Anna. “What do you think I am?” He asked Anna. And he is back to his old, angry self.

“Master,” Anna again stuttered. And I look back to enjoy the drama.

“Anna, I always give you a place like my mother. I always respected you; I trusted you, but what did you do? Hmmm?” He asked in a deep voice.

Dude, I am loving his voice. Today, this man is giving me back-to-back reasons to love him.

Anna looks down, tears flowing from her eyes in shame. And trust me, I do not pity her.

“I am sorry, Master.” Her mummer.

“Anna, if you think I do not know what you have been doing with my mother, then let me tell you. There might be a misunderstanding. I know your actual face. But I kept quiet because you have practically invested your whole life just in taking care of me. Sarah is my wife, and I will never let you treat her the way you treated my mother. I am already guilty of giving a mare of servants more importance than to my mother, but not anymore.” Sean took a break. I could not see his expression because of his back toward me, but I believe it will not be easy for him.

Taking a deep breath, he said, “You are dismissed. You shall be getting your pension every month, so do not worry about that, but you cannot stay in this house anymore. Goodbye Anna!” He turned his back toward Anna.

Sean’s expression was saying how painful it was for him. I know he loves Anna like Mother, but she has taken him for granted.

I look back at Anna, and she was looking hurt and, I guess, regretting what she did, but well, it is too late, I guess. If she would have been good to me, I might have done something right now, but I guess she is the type of person who is too stubborn to change themselves for anything or anyone.

Anna left, saying nothing.

Getting up, I padded to Sean and held his hand. “Are you alright?” I asked him. I do not know why, but my heart is breaking piece by piece just seeing him in pain.

Nodding to me, he patted back my hand and said, “I am alright. Let us eat.” He said he dragged me back to the dining table.

I looked back at Mom, and she also had a painful expression. I know she is not feeling bad about Anna, but she feels hurt to see Sean.

After some chit-chat during breakfast, we left for our rooms.

Thank God the environment went back to normal quickly, but I know for Sean it is anything but normal.

Sean was walking ahead, and I was following like a puppy behind him.

Why? I do not know.

Looking down, I was walking. Once I entered the room, I looked up to see Sean, but he was nowhere around.

‘Now, where did he go suddenly?’ He was a few steps ahead. I thought.

So, Mrs. Hudson? My dear darling wife.” Hearing a playful voice, I stiffen. I know now where it is going.

Dammit.

Turning around, I found him behind the door, closed it with one kick, and locked it.

I visibly gulped, looking at him. Why am I nervous suddenly?

I should be angry at him, shouldn’t I? I thought.

He started taking steps towards me like a predator, and I glued to my thinking, What to do?

In one shift, take my rubber band from my hair and let it fall freely.

He intentionally touched my cheeks with his and his row-beard peers in my soft skin like a needle.

‘Dammit, why did he not shave?’

‘But you like this more.’ My subcontractors mocked And I cannot deny him. I do like this look on him.

He is looking hot. I cannot take my eyes off him.

“So, Mrs. Hudson, how are you doing?” He said, caging me in his arms and murmuring in my ears.

I shivered at his sudden touch. His fingers crease my bare back. I know that he basted, knowingly teasing me. He could touch my upper back, but no, he wants to touch my open area due to the crop top. I am regretting wearing this now.

I hold his shoulder a little to balance myself. This man has the ability to make my legs jelly at any point in time.

Looking into his eyes, I said, “Oh, so you remember me?”

“You are the only one I cannot forget.” I said, looking back into my eyes. I was searching for some lies in his eyes, but I found none.

Could you tell me why are you doing this, Sean? What do you want?” I asked, a little annoyingly. His behavior is really bothering me.

I do not know how to get attached to him, and later, I regret it. I cannot take any heartbreak. I have had enough of my life now. I want nothing more in my life. I want peace, that is all.