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.

replied softly, "Okay,"

laying her on the bed, James pulled the covers over

girl looking at him, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness,

the bed, his fingers gently brushing away the stray hairs on her

relaxed, and

Mirabella's breathing was even before tucking the

her again and standing up to leave

phone was on silent, someone had been

area, James took out

gaze hardened as he hit the

The call connected quickly.

soon?" James asked,

to get Catherine's medical records from the hospital," Wyatt replied,

floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the city enveloped

kidnapped right before boarding the

narrowed his eyes, "Kidnapped? Who would do such

had known it was unlikely for Mirabella to be out of touch

entirely

having received this