At the workroom.
Fred took out some bottles and placed them in front of Ann.
Turning his head, he found that Ann seemed to have slipped her mind.
He snapped his fingers.
The clear sound caught Ann's attention.
Ann came back to her senses and saw Fred's serious expression.
"Ann, as a professional perfumer, you should stay focused at such a moment. Focus all your attention on the things in front of you."
"Sorry," Ann said awkwardly.
Just now, she could not help but think about what Daisy said at noon.
'He would get married...
Soon, he would have another woman.
The woman would be as outstanding as him. Unlike me, she wouldn't be his burden. They would get everyone's blessings.
By contrast, people always used the word "inappropriate" to describe my relationship with him.
He was gonna step on the path that he was supposed to take.'
Ann suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart and took a deep breath.