Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 800

"Sense of smell?"

Silas lifted his eyelids in confusion, not understanding why Marguerite would ask him such a question.

"How do you define sensitive?"

"It's like..."

Marguerite thought for a moment, then suddenly got up and walked to the kitchen. She poured apple cider vinegar into one bowl and soy sauce into another, then brought them out and placed them beside Silas.

"Take a whiff. Which one is vinegar, and which one is soy sauce?"

Silas was even more bewildered. "Why would we do that?"

Marguerite quickly sat next to him, leaning forward with a look of anticipation. "Just try!"

Silas was truly at a loss, but her serious demeanor made it hard for him to refuse. So, he dutifully brought each bowl up to his nose.

In a moment, he lifted one of the small bowls. "This one's soy sauce."

"And the other?"

Silas's gaze sharpened. "If this bowl is soy sauce, then naturally, the other must be vinegar. It's common sense."

Marguerite was overjoyed!

She had suspected something off about Silas's identity, and now her trick seemed to have exposed him.

She couldn't wait to confront him, but Silas just smirked and spoke first. "But you, Marguerite, you're not one to play by the rules, are you?"

Marguerite froze, her smile stiffening.

Silas put down the bowl, crossing his arms and looking at her with a hint of affection. "Both bowls are soy sauce, aren't they?"

Marguerite met his gaze, suddenly finding herself at a loss for words.