Previously, Jasmine enjoyed the gazes from the men, but now, all that was left was anxiety and horror.
She hastened her footsteps again as though she was being chased by Feysacians.
Finally, before the men could get close to her, she rushed into the apartment and got rid of them.
Phew… The girl patted her chest and secretly decided to stay out less at night.
Only then did she realize that extraordinary beauty had its disadvantages.
After calming down, Jasmine went up the dimly-lit stairs to the third floor and returned home. She used the key she carried with her to open the door.
She carefully approached her parents' bed and used the moonlight to examine their faces.
Compared to when she left the house not too long ago, her parents' faces were rather ruddy. Their white hair and wrinkles had lessened significantly, and their snoring was almost non-existent.
