Chương 97: Is He Okay?

Irene yawned, pushing herself out of the bed right when she woke up the next day. Not allowing herself to laze around in the bed, she had freshened up and headed for a morning walk. Her thigh was still hurting, making her skip the plan of jogging and instead choose something lighter.

The clock was striking 7 a.m. when she stepped out. One of the things that she loved about mornings was the calming peace. The road would not be chaotic at that time. She had reconnected with her passion for jogging just a few days ago but unfortunately, circumstances had not allowed her to continue it.

As her steps rhythmically moved in unison with the silent music of the nature that she could feel in her heart, she was seeing herself letting go of every negative demonic emotion that was gripping her heart. She had never underestimated the magic of mysterious magnificent mornings.