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Chapter 543
“I want to wash my hands.”
The moment they arrived home, Fia spoke up coldly.
Sitting in the car, she smelled the peach blossom fragrance on her hands and felt inexplicably nauseous.
Conrad held her hand and took a look. “What’s wrong with your hands?”
“I want to wash my hands!” Her voice was a little shrill as she pushed his hand aside and started moving forward.
Conrad frowned, taking a step forward and holding her up by the
waist.
“Alright, let me support you.”
***
In the washroom, Fia did not just wash her hands. She even took a
bath.
She soaked herself in the bathtub and made Conrad add a lot of sea
salt scent to her bubble bath.
She wanted to cover up the peach blossom fragrance lingering in her
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“Fia, you should get out now.”
Conrad returned to the bathroom from the study. An hour had already passed and she still did not plan to get out.
“Do you smell it?” Fia spoke faintly.
Conrad subconsciously sniffed about. “What?”
“Peach blossom fragrance.” Her smile was a little tired. “Do you smell
it?”
“No.”
“Then do you know? My cousin really liked a particular peach blossom fragrance hand moisturizer a lot. She used
that brand for many years.”
Conrad frowned and did not speak.
Fia was caught up in her memories and said, “Her bathroom essentials, her skincare products, her fragrances and
mists were all of other fragrance. Only her hand moisturizer had a peach blossom scent.”
“Fia, she’s dead.”
He did not wish to think of anything that had something to do with that person.
He even wanted it less for it to come from her mouth.
The moment she spoke, it was as if he had never changed, and that he was still hurting her because of that woman.
To him, it was a kind of torture.
“Yes, indeed. She’s dead.” Fia stirred up the water in the bathtub. ” Why is it that a dead person still appears in my
mind from time to time?
“Why is it that whenever my heart is calm and without worries, she would suddenly pop up?”
Conrad gritted his teeth, picked up the towel, and went to pick Fia up.
Her body was wet and it made his shirt wet as well.
He did not mind. Picking her up and putting her onto a chair by the
side, he used the towel to gently help her wipe off the water on her body and helped her put on pajamas.
Seeing the faint sorrow on her face, he felt a little heartache.
“Did Sally say something to you?”
Fia shook her head. She felt that he was not s*upid but was pretending.
Before she returned, her hands were covered in the scent of the peach
blossom hand moisturizer.
He had picked her up and both her hands were on his neck and had
touched his face. How could he not have smelt it?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFurthermore, he had dated Esme and even bought her a peach blossom scent perfume. How could he not tell?
Didn’t he feel revolted?
Or was he not only not revolted but actually liked the peach blossom
scent?
Was it the scent of peach blossoms that he liked, or was it the person who liked the peach blossom scent that he
liked, or was it nostalgia?
“Conrad, do you know that I don’t like anything to do with peach blossoms because of this?”
In her design drafts, there were no peach blossoms.
Everything she used would never have the peach blossom scent.
Her clothes, her bags, her shoes, none of them would have the peach blossom design.
Conrad’s temple was throbbing. He really did not know why this peach blossom thing was any different to Fia or
Esme.
He had never noticed this thing.
However, he could feel that because of this peach blossom thing,
Fia’s mood was not good.
“Fia, I don’t even know what peach blossom smells like.”
Why was she suddenly angry at him?