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.

Simon's heart to see her like that. He took off his jacket and draped

mingled with the warmth of

with lethargy and despair. She felt like crying. Her head tipped up in

full of faint worries, but when he felt the strength

a thin shirt covering him, but the

again." Hugging Nacy, he felt the world

can't let my child die in vain. I must get back

the perfume caused the miscarriage?" he said in a

I knew she would

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

would cry quietly and alone in her bed. Simon had no idea because they had to separate and suffer

out of the terrible things that happened. As fate would have it, they became closer and closer as time

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

go home." He kept his smile in place as he looked

voice so soft it could be blown away

No. 520,

warm evening with the moon and stars lighting up the street. Mandy and Nathan walked hand in hand, the streetlamps casting

time with Mandy. Adrian stayed at his grandparents, and with nothing to do after they left Fiona's flat, they decided to have a