Chapter 4

I noticed a detail I had always overlooked!

My daughter kept saying her roommates were good to her and that she liked them very much.

But in neither the previous life nor this one had I ever seen her roommates help her, or even say a single comforting word.

How could such a cold attitude signify a good relationship?

Had they discovered Clara's character flaws and manipulated her?

And was the strange smell on Clara a means of their manipulation?

At this thought, my body started shaking uncontrollably. I couldn't remain calm anymore.

Clara, her eyes full of tears, asked me, "Mom, what exactly are you trying to say?"

I shook my head, not daring to voice my suspicions, afraid of agitating Clara's fragile emotions.

I needed to find evidence first!

My sense of smell was fine, which meant the smell on Clara definitely existed.

And the only reason others "couldn't smell it" was one possibility: they were pretending!

It was also possible that Clara was suffering from severe emotional manipulation, and her mind and perception were affected, making her unable to smell it herself.

Proving my theory would be simple: I just needed to take Clara out!

The smell on her was so strong; passersby would surely notice...

"Clara, you're almost recovered. How about I take you out for a stroll today?"

"We can also buy some things for your roommates to help maintain your friendships."

The next morning, I suggested taking Clara out.

As expected, she cared a lot about her roommates and happily agreed.

I noticed that no matter where Clara was, the foul odor on her was particularly strong.

But strangely, until we walked out of the apartment complex, no one even glanced at us.

Couldn't they smell it, or didn't they realize the source of the stench was my daughter?

I gradually felt panic and unease. I stopped a passerby who was walking past.

"Young man, do you smell anything?"

The young man looked at me strangely.

"No, I don't smell anything!"

How was that possible?

How could he not smell the stench from so close?

I frantically continued walking with Clara, then stopped another person.

But I asked ten people in a row, and they all said they didn't smell anything!

This was absolutely wrong!

My sense of smell was fine!

"Mom, what are you doing acting so frantic?"

Clara couldn't stand it. She stopped me, clearly embarrassed, and turned to walk away.

I felt like I was on the verge of a breakdown!

What exactly was the problem?