Chapter 201

"This is the shirt you wore last week, right?" Bella asked when she arrived at Jude's mansion and found one of the shirts she knew Jude had worn last week, still hanging on a special hanger in his walk-in closet. In fact, he had hung it neatly as if he had just picked it up from the dry cleaner. Jude just mumbled, still focused on his laptop, but inside he was fighting a battle. It was the shirt he had worn when he came to Moira's mansion and had come into direct contact with her body, so Moira's pheromones and perfume were clearly lingering on it. However, only Jude could recognize her distinctive scent. He still remembered it clearly even though he hadn't touched Moira at all in five years, except by accident. "I'll take it to the dry cleaners because it smells disgusting," said Bella, pausing as if waiting for Jude's reaction. She definitely knew. Or maybe she didn't know at all. It wasn't that her sense of their mate bond wasn't working, but rather a matter of trust. Jude had never