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Chapter 569
Fia then got closer to the crabapple flowers and explained to him.
“Crabapple flowers… Can you smell the scent?”
Conrad sniffed at the crabapple flowers and raised an eyebrow. “It looks nice, but it doesn’t have a smell?’
“It has, but you’ve got to give it a good sniff. The scent of the crabapple flowers is very faint…”
Conrad gave it a good sniff. He could smell a very faint scent. Because it was faint.
He suddenly realized that he could identify the scent of crabapple flowers. Because the smell was really faint.
However, thanks to his sense of smell, he realized that there was no difference between the scent of
chrysanthemum and crabapple.
When Fia saw his frown becoming less pronounced, she pulled him to the devil tree flowers.
“Give it a smell.”
Conrad gave it a sniff. “It’s fragrant.”
“How strong is the smell?”
“Ahchoo!” Conrad looked awkward. “It’s very fragrant. It tickles my nose.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe looked at the devil tree with disdain. The flowers were so small.
Fian said with a smile, “The smell from the devil tree is quite strong. It can tickle your nose if smell it too much.”
She gave it a thought and said, “There’s also jasmine. It also smells quite strong, but it has a different scent to that
of the flowers from the devil tree.”
Conrad looked at how she worked very hard to explain it to him and he felt warmth spreading from his heart into
his limbs.
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Fia lowered his head and held his strong fingers. “It’s okay. It’s nothing wrong even if you can’t differentiate the
scents of flowers. You’re already so great… It’s normal for God to want to give you a small flaw.
“No one in this world is perfect. Some people have color blindness. And then, there’s me. I’m allergic to mango…
That’s also my weakness.”
She raised her head and looked at him with a smile.
Conrad blinked and prodded her forehead lightly.
“You don’t have to spend so much effort to console me. I won’t get obsessed with something like this.”
Fia nodded and looked at all the flowers in the courtyard and mumbled to herself, “There are so many flowers in
the mansion. You can smell all the scents by standing on the balcony on the
second floor.
Suddenly, she realized something.
She looked at him. “If you can’t differentiate the scents of flowers, why do you have flowers of the four seasons
planted in all the mansions within this area?”
As the owner of the properties within this residential area, he looked at the woman asking him about it earnestly.
“Silas recommended it.”
“Huh? Why?”
Conrad helplessly sighed. “Because he knew that I can’t differentiate the scent of the flowers and wanted to help
me.”
Only a few other people that were close to him in the Hellish Training Camp knew about him being unable to
differentiate the scents of flowers.
There were two more people that knew about it. His wife and Victor.
“Why?” Fia felt that there must be an important reason behind Silas wanting to help him heal.
“Maybe he felt that his boss would no longer be perfect with a flaw like that.” Conrad wasn’t willing to tell her the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmreason for it. If she knew about it, she would just be worried about nothing.
Fia didn’t ask about it and pulled him to the front part of the courtyard.
There was a small vegetable garden in front. She saw the ginger planted by the wall. It was fall… It won’t be long
until they lose their leaves.
She asked Mrs. Taylor for a small hoe and dug out a big piece of ginger from the ground.
She then held it in her hand and walked over to Conrad.
“Give it a smell.”
Conrad looked at her. The ginger was still covered in dirt and she didn’t care how dirty she got.
All this so that she could smell the ginger.
“Smell it?”
Conrad gulped and said earnestly, “I just can’t differentiate the smell of flowers. Ginger is a type of herb.”
Fia blinked. “Can you smell it then?”
“Yeah.”
“Tell me what it smells like.”
Otherwise, she wouldn’t believe him.