The smell of perfume?

Alex’s mind buzzed for a while, and almost let the cat out of the bag.

He could not possibly tell Dorothy that Waltz just sat on his lap and rocked her body on and on, infusing him with the scent of her perfume.

He could still think straight, so he hurriedly explained, “Of course not, I have not seen Dr. Coney at all today. As for the perfume… I remember it now. It was Hailey’s, I just hugged…”

Before he could finish speaking, Beatrice exclaimed, “You hugged Hailey?”

Alex immediately corrected his words. “Let me finish speaking. I hugged Hailey’s daughter, Zoey. She had her mother’s perfume scent on her too.”

“Is it so?”

“Of course, why don’t you ask her yourself?”

“Nah, I trust you.”

Alex quickly grabbed her delicate hands and said, “Dorothy, I am so happy that you are so concerned for me, do you know that? During this period of time, I thought you didn’t love me anymore, and I almost wanted to die.”

Dorothy did not refuse his advances but looked at hi