Chapter hundred and forty seven

Irene’s POV.

I woke up with a slight headache. I gently got out of bed and noticed the cannula fixed in my hand. I walked to the bathroom and emptied my bladder. I looked at how pale and slim I had become in a few days. I walked out of the bathroom and noticed I had been sleeping for five hours. I lazily called for Damien but there was no response. I checked the closet and noticed he might have walked out.

As I walked down the stairs, I perceived the smell of a bakery. It felt like butter, coconut and cinnamon in the air. “Good evening ma’am “ Albert greeted as he walked past me. “Where is my husband?” I responded. Albert made room for me to pass and said, “Probably outside the mansion with Chole ''. I nodded and finally made it through to the end of the stairs.

The smell of baked food was more stronger as I stepped inside the living room. I followed the aroma and it led me to the kitchen. I stood at the entrance of the kitchen and at first sight, I fell totally in