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

Chapter 1491

When they got back to the apartment complex, an hour had already passed.

Mirabella had dozed off in the car for a while, only coming to her senses when the car came to a stop. She lifted her gaze to look at the garage, then turned to look at the man in the driver's seat.

James didn't speak. He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.

Mirabella raised an eyebrow but followed suit.

James had already walked around the car to meet her. His mask had been removed, revealing eyes as dark as ink, but the look he directed at Mirabella was burning with intensity.

In this moment, it was just the two of them.

Mirabella coughed, the sleepiness not yet fully dispelled from her eyes, resembling a lazy cat. She opened her mouth to speak, "You..."

In the next instant, her waist was suddenly encircled by James's hand, pulling her into his embrace. A kiss, filled with passionate longing, descended, swallowing up the words in her mouth.

After what felt like an eternity, James finally let go. Mirabella's fair cheeks had turned a rosy hue. He took her hand and led her towards the house, saying, "Let's rest for a bit. I'll take you out for dinner later."

Mirabella: "Oh."

then went to pour a cup of

only a couple

waist,

me lean on you for a while." As James spoke, his lips brushed

Mirabella: "."

found a

etched between the man's brows, especially the dark circles under

good night's sleep in a long

lean on her, pausing for a moment before she took out her

this, she tucked her phone behind the sofa cushion and left it be. Unknowingly, Mirabella too drifted off to

darkened until it was

Catherine's death, Mirabella hadn't really had a good night's sleep for a long time. Today, however, she surprisingly slept

longer by her side.

herself lying down now, covered with