The top floor was his private space, a place no one had ever been to, not even the cleaning servants, who had been specially selected and had not been changed in over ten years.
But just at this moment, his door was pushed open.
"Mr. Hughes, the madam asked me to bring you some snacks."
With a sweet and coquettish voice, Little Emma in her well-fitted nurse's outfit stood at the door.
Despite many doctors pursuing her at the hospital, she had never been moved. But if she could become attached to this man, it would be truly wonderful. Clearly, he wasn't very fond of his wife; otherwise, why would he bring another woman back? That woman couldn't possibly be as young as she was, and soon she could replace her. Just thinking about this made the smile on her face even more charming and playful.
When the door was pushed open, Avery Jane was completely stunned.
