At this moment, the cup shattered into pieces, yet Hayes Simmons didn't spare it a glance. He suddenly stood up, his hand beside him clenched into a fist: "Alright, you should go to work now."
The nurse finished her task and didn't linger, nodded and respectfully said: "Director, I'll take my leave now."
Though she wished to stay longer, she understood that although the Director was desirable to everyone, he was someone to be admired from afar, not to entertain other thoughts about.
He already had a perfectly matched fiancée.
Someone like her was not even in the same world as him.
No matter how appealing this man was, she had no share in it.
But... but why would such an unattainable man like the Director care about the words and actions of a little nurse?
Is there some unspeakable relationship between him and Stella Nelson?
No, that can't be right.
