The Bored Immortal

Chapter 239 - An Emergency?



Since the time she gained the memories of her past life, Umilia had been feeling quite overwhelmed, and only because of her mental fortitude was she able to process everything.

At first, she had identity confusion, but then she realized that she was still Umilia yet Sae at the same time, only to become something more.

She never thought she had such a tragic past and also the fact that she was involved with the same man she fell in love with within this life as well. This only made her feel that true love indeed binds people's souls even if they don't remember anything.

She looked out the window and saw how drastically different this world was compared to the world in her past life.

Not only that, she also realized how much she had changed compared to her past self in her previous life where she was just a woman who only had revenge in her mind with the determination to do anything to achieve it, even if it meant sleeping with the man she hated the most.

But she never expected that she would fall in love with the same man, and after everything that happened, all that hatred she was holding in her heart had already turned into a river of love before she knew it.

The world before her might have changed, but she didn't really care about it anymore since it always kept on changing no matter how many centuries passed. But one thing that never changed was the fact that she still longed for the same man and couldn't stop herself from thinking about him, wanting to see his face and see if he could love her once more like before.

But suddenly her eyes flickered as she unconsciously spotted a man getting out of a taxi and as she looked closer, her eyes became a bit watery and soft, seeing the man's face which she had already etched in her memories.

The man seemed in a hurry as he closed the door of the taxi and looked around as he walked forward. But suddenly, he stopped and slowly lifted his head up as if he sensed someone staring at him.

Umilia felt her heart quicken the moment the man laid his eyes on her as it felt like she was seeing him after an eternity. The man's expression relaxed as if he was able to settle down the anxiety he was feeling all this time, and instead, his lips slowly curved into a charming smile as he stared at the visage of the breathtaking beauty looking at him from behind the window upstairs.

He then immediately disappeared into the building, and Umilia got out of her daze as she turned around and announced after clearing her throat, "Everyone, please open your eyes."

All thirty women opened their eyes with a hint of confusion and surprise on their faces as they looked at the clock first and then at Umilia.

Umilia took a brief glance at the clock and said in an apologetic tone, "I am sorry, but we will have to end our meditation session early because of a certain emergency. I hope you all will understand."

"Sure, Umi."

"Sure, Big Sis Umi!"

"It's no issue, teacher!"

"We understand, Umi. Don't worry about it."

"Our session was almost over anyway, so no problem."

All the women got up and folded their mats as they said with smiles that it was fine. This was the first time Umilia ended the session a bit early, so they thought that she must have some important emergency and so didn't think much about it and quickly packed up their bottles and mats so that they wouldn't let Umilia be late.

All the thirty women had a friendly and nice relationship with Umilia since they have been her students for quite a while, and none of them left since they couldn't see how there could be a better and kind yoga teacher like Umilia.

The women who got out first were busy driving out the youngsters, and men crowded outside while some of them stood behind with the excuse that their friends or family members were Umilia's students and were here to accompany them.

"Big Sis Umi, how did I do today?" A sixteen-year-old girl with pretty looks suddenly ran up to her and asked with sparkles in her eyes, whom Umilia recognized as Trisha, one of her students who was very fond of her.

Her mother had sent her here to see if yoga could discipline her, and at first, she was very unenthusiastic and was quite a rebel when she first joined. But now, she was looking forward to Umilia's classes every time after getting to know how awesome and nice she was.

Umilia patted her head and said, "You really did great today, Trisha. Now all you have to do is practice your stretches so that your body becomes more flexible, alright?"

"Of course! By the way, Big Sis is looking pretty as a goddess as usual. So can you share your secret beauty routine with me? Pretty pleasssee…" Trisha asked with puppy eyes.

Umilia inwardly sighed, knowing that she should have seen this coming since when she first came to take classes after regaining her memories and undergoing physical changes as well, she had to cook up a story that she had been trying some new beauty routines.

She couldn't find any other suitable explanation to satisfy the curiosity of her students. Plastic surgery was an option, but there was no way she would recover so fast from a surgery like that. At least not in the perspective of Regulars. So that option didn't seem viable.

"Okay, okay. Next class, I will write up a list and give it to you, alright?" Umilia said with a smile, making Trisha smile in glee, "Thank you! I will see you next class, Big Sis!"

The other women also nodded at Umilia and exchanged goodbyes as they left out the door. Some of Umilia's friends who were ex-military made sure to get rid of the rascals who were leering at Umilia from outside on their way out.

This was like a routine for them whenever they came to class and thought that they could at least do this as a favor for their friend.

However, a well-dressed, handsome man in a suit, looking about in his late twenties, was waiting outside with a bakery box in his hand and smiled as Trisha hugged him, "Brother, you are as early as usual.. And…I know for whom that box is for, hehe."


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