"What, Aunt Collins... you, can you say that again?" Skye Brown thought she had misheard, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes wide open, even her cherry lips parted, with an incredulous expression.
"Cough, cough..." Aunt Collins coughed lightly twice, her old face turning red.
Oh my, how could the Young Lady be like this, she... she's at such an old age, and it took all the courage she had to say those four words, yet the Young Lady asked her to repeat them.
Oh well, just say it then.
For the happiness of the Young Master and the Young Lady, and to honor the old butler's instructions who had retired.
Aunt Collins steeled herself and said solemnly, "Ever since the Young Lady left, the Young Master has not sought out other women. He was always faithful to you at that time. Later, people from the old manor came and took the Young Master back... I heard from the old butler that they used hypnosis on the Young Master to make him forget you."
