Chapter 9: Flower bouquet & piano

Rosalynn's POV.

After getting ready, I headed downstairs to the dining room for breakfast as usual. Looking at the empty central spot, I suddenly felt a sense of emptiness and surprise. Even though our interactions in this house were little, Nolan always had breakfast at home before going to the office.

"Has Mr. Nolan already left?" I wanted to assist Anne, but she politely declined and told me to sit at the table.

Anne had prepared a hearty breakfast spread for me, smiling warmly before replying, "Yes, Mr. Nolan left for a business trip to Washington. If you need any assistance, please ask me directly, Miss."

"Anne, I've told you many times to just call me Rosa..."

I wrapped my arm around hers and leaned in affectionately. Anne treated me warmly in this house as if she considered me her own daughter, which filled my heart with immense gratitude. Then, I spooned some crab soup that Anne had prepared.

Anne sat beside me, slightly tilting her head to observe my expression, "Are you sad