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

Chapter 80

James glanced at Mirabella, whose expression had clouded over as if she had become someone else entirely. After a long moment, he spoke up gently, “Your grandma’s going to be just fine.”

Mirabella murmured a soft acknowledgment. Her eyelids drooped slightly, casting faint shadows beneath her long lashes. She sat quietly, showing no outward signs of distress.

Soon, the door to the hospital room swung open from the inside. Mirabella lifted her head and walked over with calm

steps.

The doctor removed his mask, eyeing both Mirabella and James with a mix of seriousness and reproach. “The patient is stable for now, but can’t you youngsters keep your tempers in check? Don’t you know she has a weak heart and can’t handle the stress?”

A flicker of emotion passed through Mirabella’s eyes before she responded with utmost civility and a willingness to learn from her mistake, “We understand. We’ll be more careful in the future.”

receptiveness, the doctor seemed to lose the urge to lecture further. Instead, he advised,

Mirabella nodded slightly. Once the doctor and

yet awakened, an oxygen mask covering her face as she lay quietly, the monitors beside her

briefly touched the medical equipment before she casually pulled a chair over and sat by

moment, Mirabella reached out, tucking the blanket around her with a gentle touch before nonchalantly taking grandma’s hand that rested beside her.

phone vibrated in his pocket, pulling his attention away. He withdrew it, glanced briefly at the

a couple of minutes, the phone buzzed again–this time,

almost silent, barely audible until the door clicked shut behind him. It was only then that Mirabella turned her head toward the door, a thoughtful expression

looked up at James. “Thanks

raised an eyebrow. “You’re being awfully polite.”

no longer as tense as when they had first arrived at the hospital but seeming more relaxed. “Not really, you’ve got things to do,