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

Chapter 1344

James shrugged off the dagger-like glares from behind and headed upstairs. He'd been at the hospital for days, and a mountain of tasks was screaming for his

attention.

When Mirabella stirred awake, the outside world was already cloaked in darkness, but the room was softly illuminated by wall lamps, keeping the shadows at bay. The familiar woody scent filled her senses, gently shaking off the sleepiness.

She slowly sat up, her eyes landing on a man seated at a computer desk nearby. The desk lamp's glow highlighted his deep-set features, giving him a serious yet calm demeanor. His light loungewear softened his otherwise aloof presence, and the room hummed with a quiet sense of peace.

Mirabella's gaze was a bit hazy. After a few minutes of stillness, she tossed off the covers, her bare feet sinking into the carpet as she made her way over to the desk.

It was only then that James noticed she was up. He looked up and said, "You're awake."

Mirabella nodded, her eyes flicking over the blueprints scattered on the desk. "Still working on the tech institute project?"

"Yeah, it's a bit tricky." James set his pen down, got up, and walked over to her, touching her forehead. "Still cool to the touch."

With a small frown, he went to the wardrobe, grabbed one of his jackets, and draped it over her shoulders.

Mirabella tugged the jacket around her, its bulk making her face look even more petite. She replied, "I should be back to normal in a day or two."

Compared to the last time she used that technique, her recovery was impressively swift this time.

James didn't pry into why she was feeling this way, simply asking, "Will this affect your health?"

if I get enough

ordinary, and said, "Then take a few more days off before heading

you go on

Let's grab some dinner first."

As they reached the door, he turned to her

you lend me your jade pendant in a few

a small sound

vel

questioning his request,

I can give it

now if you want."

"A few days

Mirabella: "Alright."

They headed downstairs together.

was nowhere in sight, but a large, elegantly wrapped bouquet sat on the

the flowers, her eyebrows arching as she clicked her tongue, "Looks like you've got a secret

the

Emily might

over. He paused, then leaned

"Jealous?"

her hand away, playfully pushing his face

get ahead of yourself."