How far had the Hughes family gone in regards to Emma and her sisters and her mother? Those who knew them at the time, all felt that the Hughes family seemed excessively good to a nanny's daughters.
And it wasn't even one, it was two.
"Lady Alina, you did the right thing." Lois said.
Without waiting for Alina to speak, Lois continued, "Once the Hughes family treated her well, she didn't accept it, and now she deserves to be treated like a dog."
That's right.
Since when she was treated as a human being, she didn't accept it anyhow, she had to be treated as a dog, in that case, that was what she had asked for herself.
In other words, no matter what kind of life Emma is living now, she begged for it and deserved it.
......
Caleb would not be able to return from the hospital now, and Emma, there was no one to take care of her.
All morning, she was in the backyard, blowing the cold wind all morning.
In addition, she had spent last night lying in a wet bed, so she hadn't rested well, and now she had been outside all morning.
By noon, she was sick.
Her throat was dry and sore.
The maid brought her meal.
"I'm sick, please take me to the hospital." Emma said breathlessly.
Her body was not particularly well in the first place, and with Alina tossing and turning her from last night to now, how could her body stand it?
No, now it couldn't take it anymore.
Once the maid heard that she was sick.
They put the food down and didn't say whether to send her to the hospital or not, they just turned around and left.
Looking at the maid's indifferent back, Emma profoundly had the feeling that. she wasn't being treated like a human being.
That's right.
That was what it felt like.
"Alina."
How dare Alina trample on her like that?
At this moment, her mind flashed back to the time when she was once in the Hughes family, how did the people of the Hughes family, at that time, treat her and Hope.
Thinking about those, and comparing it with everything now. Her heart shook, and then more anger and hatred.
She was unwilling to admit that everything that Alina had once done for her and Hope was just really good.
Those were, in Emma's mind, Alina's handouts. Miss Hughes at the time of each season would have different new models.
It didn't matter if it was a wardrobe or a shoe closet, it couldn't be stuffed.
That was something that she and Hope simply could not envy. The kindness of the Hughes family parents towards Alina was enviable and jealous.
Every quarter, they change the clothes, so what about the last quarter? There must be no place to put them.
All just give it to her and Hope to show off their superiority and satisfy their false vanity.
......
At the lunch table.
Lois said to Alina, "It's being tossed around, probably sick."
"Oh."
For Emma was sick, Alina's reaction was very plain.
It was just a cold, it couldn't kill her.
But she, nevertheless, said, "Bring the medicine box."
"Okay."
Lois had someone bring the medicine box over, Alina picked up the medicine box and was about to head to the garden at the back.
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