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

Chapter 1270

The hospital floor was reserved for VIP patients, ensuring Nick had the place all to himself. When Mirabella walked in, she checked his pulse, feeling relieved at its steadiness compared to right after his surgery. Finally, she could breathe a sigh of relief.

"How's he doing?" Atlas asked, his voice tinged with concern as Mirabella pulled her hand back.

Mirabella gave him a reassuring nod. "He's stable, should be waking up by tomorrow."

"That's a relief," Atlas replied, visibly relaxed.

Mirabella dug into her pocket and handed Atlas a small bottle of pills. "I won't be here tomorrow. Make sure he takes one of these dissolved in water every day."

Atlas nodded, tucking the medicine away carefully. "Got it."

"Good," Mirabella replied softly, casting another glance at Nick lying in the hospital bed. "Atlas, let's chat outside. I have a few questions."

Atlas had a hunch about her queries, so once they were outside, he broke the silence. "Nick had a reason for heading to the research institute, but I'm afraid I can't share the details."

then asked, "Was returning for

shook his head. "Not quite. He had other plans to come

nodded, mulling over something before asking, "Is

his gaze, offering no

Mirabella decided not to push it. "Alright, I get

heart torn between wanting to share and knowing he shouldn't. After Nick's close call, he realized some things were best

linger at the hospital and soon

**

just past 10 a.m., Nick

by his side. As soon as Nick stirred, Atlas promptly

again, amazed at how fast he was recovering, and ordered

briefing Atlas, Dr. Ray left

still groggy, never thought he'd open his eyes again. Even during

his chest, wanting to feel his heartbeat, but the effort