Stella had heard a few perfumers talking about olfactory fatigue in the pantry.

She learned that when one smelled various fragrances for too long, the sense of smell would weaken, so they would not continuously smell fragrances for more than three hours a day.

She then looked at the time and found out that it had been two and a half hours since they started. Grace was not a professional perfumer, so two and a half hours should make her sense of smell less sensitive.

But seeing Grace’s hesitation, Stella became nervous, fearing that her plan would fail.

Grace glanced at ‘Dream Weaver,’ then at ‘Cloud Nine.’ Finally, she settled her gaze on the latter.

Stella’s heart sank. Just as Grace was about to speak, the phone in her bag rang.

She opened her bag and took out her phone. When she saw who was calling her, her expression turned gentle.

answering the phone, she said, ’Where are you? Don’t you have class today? Oh, okay. Give me a little more time. I’m still

the ones I’ve been using. I want to try something new to make myself feel

boy, you have such a sweet

have my eyes on two perfumes now, but I just can’t

both?” Grace chuckled. “It’s not your money; of

afford them, but I just don’t want to buy something I won’t use. Your grandmother will nag me about it, and your father will do the same thing when she’s done. I just can’t

perfumes? You couldn’t even tell when I wore a new perfume

to me. I know you better than anyone

then. I’ll buy the one you pick. Drive safe, and don’t make

hanging up, Grace lifted her head and said, “Let’s wait for a while. My son

have dulled senses of smell like hers. She would not know what to do if her son chose ‘ Cloud Nine,’ and she would insist on

who her son was and whether he would be easy to

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