Mr. Powell Is Hunting for His Wife
Chapter 13: Your Scent Disgusts Me
Fearing that she might remember it wrong, Mirabelle took out the perfumes Diana left. Mirabelle was then convinced that the perfume Anna made was exactly the same as the perfumes Diana left.
Since the perfume Anna made was the same as Diana’s, then Mirabelle won’t need to be frugal on the usage.
Brooklyn liked the scent of the perfume, and Mirabelle will make all her clothes smelled exactly like this perfume.
Mirabelle summoned the maid and passed her a bottle of perfume, “Spray it all over my clothes.”
The maid sprayed the perfume onto all Mirabelle’s clothes in the closet.
Mirabelle smiled in satisfaction after examining her closet.
Mirabelle didn’t know why the perfume Diana left could relieve Brooklyn’s insomnia, but as long as she had the perfume Anna made now, she could do the same for Brooklyn and kept him with her.
After all, who else could resolve Brooklyn’s insomnia other than Mirabelle now?
Nobody!
And it was all she took to be the young mistress of the Powell family.
“Prepare the bathroom for me. I want to take a milk bath.” Mirabelle said softly, “inform me when Brooklyn comes home. I don’t like the water being too warm, it is not good for my skin. Don’t forget to add on some rose essential oil. Spray some perfume on my bathrobe too.”
Mirabelle wanted to be ready and wait for Brooklyn to arrive home.
It was already late night. The moon was bright in the sky, and only a few stars were blinking.
Mirabelle wore a conservative white turtleneck cotton sleeping robe. Her hair was half-dried and tied into a loose bun.
“Hasn’t Brooklyn come home yet?” Mirabelle was nervous. She looked at her phone once every minute and was waiting from 5 pm until 10 pm, but Brooklyn hadn’t come home yet.
“Mr. Powell hasn’t come back yet,” the maid kept running from upstairs to downstairs just to inform Mirabelle of Brooklyn’s whereabouts.
“Inform me when he
by days. Rumour has it that they were getting married, but
resort to use Anna’s
If it didn’t work…
quickly ran into Mirabelle’s room and informed her when she saw a black Maybach drove
tidied her sleeping robe,
had to say something that pleased Mirabelle once she took
shawl after consideration. After wearing it, Mirabelle looked like a newlywed wife waiting for her husband
lips and gently left the room. She waited for Brooklyn in the living
the coat Brooklyn handed over, then fold it on his arm. He bowed, “Do
at the caretaker and said softly, “No. Send a cup of
served the coffee to Brooklyn
looked at Mirabelle, who
the light scent from
recognized the scent
got closer and about to touch Brooklyn, he
the
what’s wrong?” Mirabelle didn’t expect Brooklyn to react like this towards her loving gesture. Why was Brooklyn
Mirabelle’s eyes. It was like she was wrongly
turned pale. She
after he
“What?” Mirabelle panicked.
in Brooklyn’s house was that
her, Brooklyn couldn’t sleep
not to go to his room. Did that mean her role was no longer
it about the coffee? This is my first time making coffee. Maybe it’s not
“Stop using the perfume you are wearing now. It is
Mirabelle’s face turned pale.
Her world spun.
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