That piercing, ice-snow-like fragrance endlessly rushed into Fisher's nostrils. Alagina was very close to Fisher, but aside from the action of pushing him against the corner of the wall earlier, she had not directly touched Fisher's body; it was only their breaths incessantly falling in touch.
Indeed, for Martha who was overly eager for Fisher to marry, as long as there was a female of suitable age and decent appearance, she would kindly plan on Fisher's behalf. Had it not been for Fisher coincidentally encountering Martha when she returned, she would have likely inquired about this lady's family and job.
However, Martha's kind-hearted enthusiasm now proved to be a nuisance, making Alagina realize that Fisher had been lying earlier. No wonder she had been staring at him since they first met, and upon confirming Martha's mention of a "child" as Fisher, she started to take action.
Sighing, Fisher had no choice but to admit,
