The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 2007

"Thank you." I looked up at him.

He was dressed in a white shirt and jeans. It was casual attire, yet under the blue sky, he looked like those handsome boys from back in those school days. It really got people’s hearts racing.

There was a faint smile on his slender face, but his eyes that were looking at me were a little distant. After moving out of his arms, I was a little afraid to look at him.

The bright sun was still illuminating the road ahead. Marius acted as though he was on steroids. He did not feel tired, but I was already out of breath.

I really could not walk anymore, so I stopped. Seeing how there was still almost half the distance ahead of me, I waved my hand and said while shaking my head. "I’m done. I can’t go any farther."

After that, I found a stone and sat down on it. I wiped the sweat from my forehead with my bare hands.

"Marius, let’s take a break." Seeing me like this, Drover called out to Marius, who was already several steps ahead. He then took out a tissue from his backpack and handed it to me. "Use it."

"Thanks."

Marius came back down and looked at me with a look that said, 'you're a weak chicken.' He then complained helplessly, "Sis Wan, your stamina sucks. Do you not exercise?"

I replied to him as I wiped away my sweat, "I’ve been busy with work. I haven’t had time to exercise."

He narrowed his eyes, and he spoke in the tone of someone who had been through it, "Come on, you. These are all excuses. You only need to spare an hour every day to exercise."

I did not reply. I just glanced at him and could see the sweat on his face. He was still in high spirits, looking as if he could reach the top with a burst of his vigor.

It was good to be young.

I turned to the side. Drover was sitting beside me as if nothing was wrong. He had not even broken a sweat, and that surprised me a little.

A voice suddenly sounded from beside me. "Have you never climbed a mountain before?"

It sounded like a question, but there was no doubt in Drover's tone. There was affirmation instead.

I had nothing to hide about this and sighed. "I’ve climbed mountains just once or twice, but they were all relatively short climbs. I’ve never climbed a mountain this tall."

I said continuously before gasping for breath. It felt like I would have to spend extra energy uttering another sentence.

The corners of Drover's mouth twitched slightly. There was a softer look in his eyes when he looked at me. "Sports are actually all the same. Mountain climbing is also a sport. As long as you master your steps and your breath, you’ll be able to relax a lot more."

"What about my breathing?" I did not understand. "I used to practice taking one breath every three steps when I ran. Is this what you meant?"

"It’s similar. When climbing a mountain, as long as you try your best to follow your footsteps and exhale and inhale every step of the way, it’ll be much better." He taught me patiently.