Chapter 884

“Alright then.” Caitlin nodded. “I’m going to take Monday for a run now.”
“Okay!” ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ
“Monday, let’s go.” Caitlin clipped the leash onto Monday’s collar.
As she reached the door, Caitlin seemed to remember something and glanced back at Celeste. The girl who usually slept until eleven… why was she up so early today?
It was only seven-thirty! How strange. But Caitlin didn’t dwell on it and continued on her run with Monday.
Just as she reached the park entrance, she saw Gordon standing there, waving at her. “Catie.”
Whenever Caitlin was home, she would take Monday for a run in the park every morning. Even if it was raining, she would put a little raincoat on Monday and take him out. Gordon, too, was there without fail, rain or shine.
Seeing Gordon, Monday got extremely excited. If it weren’t for Caitlin’s firm grip, he would have lunged forward.
“Have you been waiting long?” Caitlin asked, jogging over with Monday.
“Just got here.” Gordon naturally took the leash from her hand, his voice low. “A new restaurant just opened over there. I heard it’s pretty good. Want to go check it out after our run?”
“Sounds good.” Caitlin nodded.
During her time dating Gordon, Caitlin had noticeably gained some weight. Not only did he frequently take her to try new places, but he was also an excellent cook, making food that was simply irresistible.
After their run and breakfast, Caitlin and Gordon returned home, just in time to see Old Mrs. Somerset arriving for a visit.
Keira beckoned Caitlin over. “Freya, come here. This is Mrs. Somerset. You two should have met at the banquet last night.”
“Hello, Grandma Somerset,” Caitlin said politely.
Old Mrs. Somerset squinted, a smile on her face. “Hello, hello. Freya is such a beautiful child! The more I look at her, the more I like her.”
What a pity, she thought. She was divorced! If Caitlin hadn’t been married before, she would have been a perfect match for her son. But it didn’t matter. Old Mrs. Somerset had already asked Jeremiah last night, and he had said he was willing to make a small sacrifice. After all, Caitlin’s family background was undeniable. Otherwise, Old Mrs. Somerset wouldn’t have made this trip today.
Hearing her precious granddaughter being praised, Keira was also very pleased.
After a moment, Old Mrs. Somerset’s gaze fell on Monday. “Freya, is this your dog?”
“Yes,” Caitlin replied with a slight nod.
Old Mrs. Somerset discreetly
frowned. Dragon had allergies and was sensitive to animal fur. It seemed she would have to make it clear to Keir fater: ff-Caitlin-marned her son, she couldn’t keep the dog. And really, Caitlin had such poor taste. No wonder her ex-husband divorced her. To think she would keep such a mutt! It was simply beneath her station.
Caitlin felt uncomfortable under Old Mrs. Somerset’s scrutinizing gaze. Even
Monday seemed to sense her hostility, letting out a low growl.
Caitlin turned to Keira. “Grandma, if there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to my room now.”
Keira smiled. “Of course, Freya, you go on ahead.”
Caitlin left with Monday.
Keira then led Old Mrs. Somerset into the main hall and asked the butler to serve tea.
“Please, sit. Maura, last night was so crowded, we didn’t get a chance to chat properly.”
Since Old Mr. Somerset and Old Mr. Gonzales had treated each other as brothers, Keira had always been close with Old Mrs. Somerset. However, since the two old gentlemen had passed away, the families hadn’t visited as often, though the bond remained.
“It’s quite alright, Keira,” Old Mrs. Somerset said, looking at her. “We can chat now just the same.”
Keira nodded. After some small talk, Old Mrs. Somerset suddenly changed the subject. “Keira, is your Freya seeing anyone?”
Keira smiled. “She’s still young. There’s no rush.”
Still young? Old Mrs. Somerset glanced at Keira. Caitlin was a divorced woman; what was so young about her? It probably wasn’t that Keira wasn’t in a rush, but father
that no one wanted Caitlin. A
divorced woman trying to find a
boyfriend in the elite roles
Capital? impossible! Only their Somerset family was willing to take her in.
Old Mrs. Somerset composed her expression heard Freya is already twenty. Really, it’s a good time for her to start dating! Keira, we’re practically family, so be blunt have a suitable candidate in mind. could play matchmaker for your Freya.”
“Who is it?” Keira asked curiously.
Old Mrs. Somerset smiled. “It’s someone you know.”
“Someone I know?” Keira pressed. “Maura, don’t keep me in suspense. Just tell me!”
“Alright,” Old Mrs. Somerset nodded. “Well, I took a video at the banquet last night, and my Jeremiah happened to see it. He fell for Freya at first sight. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been so bold as to come here today.”
“Even though Freya has been married once, and is technically a generation younger than our Jeremiah, he says he doesn’t mind, as long as Freya settles down with him and lives a good life.”