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, “Go in and

and nurses had left, she

face as she lay quietly, the monitors beside

equipment before she casually

Mirabella reached out, tucking the blanket around her with a gentle touch before

seat in another chair, his eyes catching only Mirabella’s profile, missing the tender gestures she made. His phone vibrated in his pocket, pulling his attention away. He withdrew it, glanced briefly at the message on the screen, and then slid the

of minutes, the phone buzzed

out of the room. His footsteps were almost silent, barely audible until the door clicked shut behind him. It was only then that

and looked up at James. “Thanks for tonight. It’s getting late. You should head back and get some rest. I’ll

“You’re being awfully

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