Still Loving You Nonetheless

Chapter 115 

But before Liam could think of any ideas, Josiah had already finished his breakfast and was about to leave the dining table. Seeing that Josiah had left, Ysabelle too hurriedly finished her food, got up from the table, flashed Liam a smile, and said, “Enjoy your meal, Mister Liam. I’ll go check up on Yena now.” Passing by Josiah’s bedroom, Ysabelle could not help herself but knocked on his door and walked into the room. Josiah was in the middle of changing. His fingers stopped at the last button of his shirt as he glanced at Ysabelle through the mirror. “Anything?” “It’s nothing, I just…” Smiling, Ysabelle walked over to him, took the necktie from the table, and said, “Let me help you with this.” Before Josiah said anything, Ysabelle tiptoed to wrap the necktie around his shoulders and started to tie it.

Because they were standing close, Josiah noticed a familiar perfume scent on her body.

It was the perfume that Meredith had been using.

When he and Meredith got married, Meredith too, had helped him with his necktie. Even though he would always pretend that he did not want her to help, he would find himself leaning in closer to her.

Because he loved the faint and soft natural scent of her perfume.

“You didn’t use this perfume back then, huh?” asked Josiah.

Ysabelle froze slightly. Ysabelle said nonchalantly, “It’s the perfume from my father’s company. I’ve been using it back then too. Perhaps you only realized it now.”

“Yeah?”

created by her mother and it was limited to only the company staff. The Leighton

once someone who received a

after three years, Meredith had stopped using the perfume and it was

Josiah’s face, Ysabelle felt

really did like this perfume. It is no wonder Meredith had been using

this perfume had now belonged to

followed him into his study and

the table, flashed Liam a smile, and said, “Enjoy your meal, Mister Liam. I’ll go check up on Yena now.” Passing by Josiah’s bedroom, Ysabelle could not help herself but knocked on his door and walked into the room. Josiah was in the middle of changing. His fingers stopped at the last button of his shirt as he glanced at Ysabelle through the mirror. “Anything?” “It’s nothing, I just…” Smiling, Ysabelle walked over to him, took the necktie from the table, and said, “Let me help you with this.” Before Josiah said anything, Ysabelle tiptoed to wrap the

noticed

 was the perfume that

necktie. Even though he would always pretend that he

faint and

Ysabelle said nonchalantly, “It’s the perfume from my father’s company. I’ve been

“Yeah?”

remembered that Meredith told her once that this perfume was created by her mother and it was limited to only the company staff. The Leighton Group had stopped selling the perfume as Meredith liked the perfume and