That morning, I planned to exercise. I’ve always loved physical exercise—from boxing to using the gym equipment at home.
But now I can’t do that. Bella’s heart is too weak. So, I have to stick to light exercise for now.
Like a morning walk… Yes, because that’s the only exercise the doctor recommends for me right now.
Luckily, Bella has a workout outfit. Well, even though it’s still pink, this time it’s not a garish pink—there’s still some white on her pants and top.
I set off in high spirits, and I also wanted to look around Bella’s house—who knows, maybe I’d find a clue.
“Where are you going, Mrs. Bella?” asked the waiter who had brought food to my room earlier.
Instead of answering, I asked her name back, pretending to have forgotten it so the maid wouldn’t realize I wasn’t Bella.
