The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1693

When Mirabella woke up again, the afternoon sun was already streaming in, and the spot beside her was cool to the touch. Clearly, her bedmate had been up for a while.

Rubbing her aching head, she quickly sat up. She noticed a set of light-colored women's clothes neatly laid out on the chair next to the bed, alongside a pair of slippers waiting for her.

Mirabella paused briefly, then tossed the covers aside, slipped on the slippers, and grabbed the clothes before heading to the bathroom. After freshening up, she felt a wave of relief wash over her. Her complexion looked healthier and more flushed post-bath, a stark contrast to the pallor she had before.

Dressed and ready, Mirabella stepped out of the bathroom only to find James by the floor-to-ceiling window, phone in hand, probably typing away. He exuded a laid-back yet tranquil vibe that caught her attention.

With a slight raise of her eyebrow, she slowed down in drying her hair. Beautiful scenes like this always seem to capture the eye.

Noticing Mirabella’s gaze, James lifted his head, putting his phone aside as he walked over to her. “Are you feeling alright? Any discomfort?”

Mirabella glanced at him, noting that this was his second inquiry, but she answered patiently, “No, I’m good.”

Relieved, James scanned her now vibrant face and smiled, “Glad to hear that.”

He led her to the vanity, casually picking up a hairdryer to dry her hair. Mirabella rested her chin on her hands, watching him work in the mirror, a wave of introspection hitting her. “If the Riverdale socialites could see this, don’t you think they’d be a bit...”

James gently ran his fingers through her soft curls, cutting her off. “They’d be envious of you, that’s for sure.”

Mirabella arched an eyebrow.

“Besides,” James added, “no one else is going to see this but me.”