"Alright."
After hanging up, Dawn Sutherland stared at the few cigarette butts he had smoked, his head aching, his anger causing pain in his chest!
"Dawn Sutherland, are you going to die if you tell the truth? You're not afraid of forgetting your keys; there's a spare at Daisy's place! You subconsciously treat her as the lady of the house! Why can't you tell her, Daisy, if you're unhappy after marriage, if Aidan treats you poorly and you're embarrassed to return to your family, making the Grant and Sutherland Families uncomfortable, you can always come to my place; it's forever your sanctuary, no matter how late it'll always be lit for you! Dawn Sutherland, you're such a damn coward!"
Dawn cursed himself, kicked the wall, and vented his anger.
Meanwhile, on the second floor of the Grant Family's house.
