The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 17

Delilah was daydreaming about some fantastical scenarios when Mirabella’s voice reached her ears once again. “These fragrance pills are just a supplement, not for long–term use. If you want a complete cure Mirabella paused, then casually added, “I’ll have to get a friend to send over some more targeted medication when I get the chance.”

Delilah’s eyes snapped open in surprise. “Are you saying there’s a cure for my headaches?”

With a cocky raise of her eyebrow, Mirabella said, “Of course.” Others might fail, but her? Please, this was child’s play

to her.

Delilah touched her nose, not quite buying her daughter’s words. After all, even the doctors had claimed it was incurable. Her gaze shifted and rested on her husband’s hand. “Is your dad’s bottle also filled with these fragrance pills?”

The very idea of using herbal medicine and storing it in a ceramic jar gave off an vintage vibe that seemed out of place in the modern world. Delilah thought with an inward chuckle.

head, her tone

curious. His attention had been on his wife earlier,

before replying in a drawl “Well it’s not exactly medicine, but

his face flushed a deep red, almost dropping the jar in his embarrassment. It was as if his masculine

laughter upon seeing her husband’s expression. Their daughter was too cute. sending her dad

sigh, Shawn found an exquisitely carved mahogany box and carefully placed the little jar inside. Even if he didn’t need it this was the first gift from his daughter. It had to

scene.

Mirabella pondered over Delilah’s migraines, she headed

look at me forgetting the big

eyebrow, her piercing eyes quietly

few days, they needed

and you can pick one.” Saying this, Delilah bent down, opened a drawer in the coffee table, and took out a stack of