Chapter 066

DAMIAN

I woke up the next morning thinking that Amelia would have finally gotten over whatever was making her act so weirdly the previous day. I was wrong.

When I went downstairs, breakfast had been prepared as usual, but a place had been laid out for only one person. As I lowered myself into my seat, I glanced at my watch. It was a few minutes to 7. Amelia didn't leave for the bakery until half past 7 or thereabout. Wasn't she going to work today then? Was she ill or just letting her staff handle business for the day?

"Good morning, sir. Do you need anything else?"

The housekeeper, Molly, had appeared at my elbow. I swallowed the bit of toast lodged in my throat so fast I almost choked. Molly would know where Amelia was.

"Where is my wife?" I asked her. "Has she had breakfast already?"

"I should think so, sir although I didn't see her eating. She was up very early this morning."

I frowned. So Amelia was still sticking to having her meals alone.

"And she's now in h