Meeting You Was Fate

Dalton stopped what he was doing. His head throbbed and was getting in the way of his ability to think. He was an excellent perfumer and had won many accolades, but what Nacy said had to be the strangest description he had ever heard yet.

"Miss Jin, how about I make some perfume, and then we can see if it will smell the same?" Perfumery was Dalton's passion. He had an exceptional sense of smell and could concoct any perfume one could imagine. However, a perfume that could make people miscarry was inconceivable! For generations, no one from his family had done such immoral things, and he would never dare to become the first.

"Okay." Nacy nodded. She lowered her eyes to the floor, visibly upset.

Simon's handsome face twisted with guilt, and he wanted to take her in his arms to soothe away her concerns. He bent down, hugging her. "Nacy, it's my fault entirely. We failed because I didn't think carefully."

"No, it's not your fault. It was Bonnie and her viciousness. But nothing stays hidden forever. Sooner or later, she'll get caught," she said her tone hardening.

Simon was careless, believing he could catch Bonnie in one swoop. It did not occur to him that Bonnie could use a different perfume.

"Mr. Ye, Miss Jin, please give me a week. I can't say I will succeed, but I will do my best to formulate that kind of perfume," Dalton said sincerely.

With no other choice, Nacy said, "Okay."

Simon and Nacy stood up and bid farewell. It was autumn now, and a chill was biting through the night. Spring and summer clothes were better closeted, but Nacy was still wearing a thin floral dress.

When a gust of cold wind blew up, Nacy shivered. She could not help but hug her body tightly.

Silhouetted under the warm light of the streetlamps, she stood still, her thin lips slightly closed, and her brows knitted.

He took

His scent, mingled with the warmth of his body, consumed her like

eyes suddenly flooded with lethargy and despair. She felt like crying. Her head tipped up in silence, and her gaze traveled up to

face was full of faint worries, but when he felt the

shirt covering him, but the cold breeze could do nothing to suppress

Nacy, he felt the world was right in the

let my child die in vain. I must get

sure that the perfume caused the miscarriage?" he said in a

talked about it. Judging from her reaction then, I don't think she had nothing to do with what happened. I knew she would

of helplessness. The season had changed, but Nacy still clung to the past. The pain of losing her child still haunted

in her bed. Simon had no idea because they had to separate

the heart grow fonder. One good thing came out of the terrible things that happened. As fate would have it, they

as if embedding her in his flesh, stroking her back gently. In

He kept his smile in place as

said in a voice so soft it could be

No. 520,

and Nathan walked hand in hand, the

at his grandparents, and with nothing to do after