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

Chapter 42

Catherine was nockling tervently like a student being scolded by a teacher, ‘Yes, dent. I’ve been taking my medication on time. I haven’t missed a single dose.”

Mirabella withdrew her hand. “Do you still have that incense I gave you?”

“I do… I light it every evening.” Catherine’s voice faltered slightly as she spoke,

Mirabella looked at her with a sly smile. “If you lit it every night, you wouldn’t be plagued with insomnia and palpitations.”

to pack it when I moved.”

At this, Catherine quiltity bowed her head. After a pause, she admitted, “Truth is, I forg

A shadow flickered in Mirabella’s eyes, but her voice remained airy. “Is that so?”

heart would thump uncontrollably, yet she brazenly responded, “Really, I’m not lying

She didn’t call out Catherine’s obvious evasion, Instead, she stood and moved behind her, her slender

to fear Mirabella’s earnest demeanor, always feeling like nothing could be hidden from her, It was odd. Catherine was the

Mirabella withdrew her hands and asked softly, “How do you feel?”

fell asleep.” Her gaze fell upon Mirabella’s hands. “You’ve been

the side table. “Not at all. I’ll bring

her, the incense didn’t matter. What mattered was that her granddaughter would come again.

and some trout at the market today. These dishes take a while to cook, so just relax

Catherine chatter with a distant gaze, reminiscent of their time in the

do, Mirabella wandered around the house before leaning lazily against the kitchen doorway

Busy with the pots, Catherine asked Mirabella to answer the door, suggesting it might be the

the door, she was not surprised to see who was standing

are you doing here?”