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

Chapter 1467

"If I had come back when I first sensed something was wrong, maybe Grandma wouldn't have passed away, and I could have seen her one last time."

Mirabella buried her head in James's neck, her voice hoarse with grief she no longer tried to hide.

James tightened his arms around her, his chin resting on top of Mirabella's head, slowly saying, "This isn't your fault. Everyone has their time, and Catherine passed away peacefully."

"No, you don't understand. I could have... If I had just been a little earlier, maybe I could have seen her one more time. It's all my fault." Mirabella murmured lowly.

James felt a lump in his throat and simply said, "Let it all out. It's going to hurt less once you do."

Mirabella tightened her grip, leaning fully into his chest, no more words coming

out.

James just stood there, silently holding Mirabella at the doorway, seemingly tireless.

After a while, Mirabella suddenly lifted her head, reinserting the key card, and instantly, the room was bathed in light, dispelling the earlier darkness.

"I'm a bit tired," Mirabella said, looking at James, her eyes dim and lifeless, her face so pale it was almost translucent.

he replied softly, "Okay," before

the bed, James pulled the covers over

her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness, making James's heart feel as if

by the bed, his fingers gently brushing away the stray hairs

fingers slowly relaxed, and soon she closed her

waited until Mirabella's breathing was even before

her again and standing up to

phone was on silent, someone had

took out

hardened as he hit the callback

The call connected quickly.

you find anything so soon?" James asked,

managed to get Catherine's medical records from the hospital," Wyatt replied, shaking his head before continuing, "It's about

window, looking out at the city enveloped

right before boarding the plane, which delayed her return,"

his eyes, "Kidnapped? Who would

for Mirabella to be out of

entirely

having received this