The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1309

Ten minutes ticked by, and Adler watched Mirabella sitting there, slumped, eyes closed, her face a ghostly pale that made his stomach twist with worry. Then, her phone's ringtone cut through the quiet of the night corridor—not loud, but sharp enough to be noticed.

Mirabella didn't stir, not even a flicker of a reaction. Adler hesitated, then moved closer and called her name twice, but she stayed silent, as if she were in a deep, dreamless sleep.

Something felt off to Adler. Sure, her breathing was steady, which was a relief, but it was still strange. Just then, Dr. Ray returned from settling Nick back in his room, and Adler quickly filled him in on Mirabella's state.

Dr. Ray glanced at her, remembering something she’d mentioned earlier in the ER, and reassured him, "She's just worn out. Give her a day or two, and she should bounce back."

"So, she's okay then?" Adler let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding.

"Yes, that's right," Dr. Ray nodded, though he did pause first.

Feeling a bit more at ease, Adler's mind wandered to his curiosity. "When she was rushed in, was it true she had no pulse or breath?" he asked.

Dr. Ray took a moment. Everything had been such a whirlwind when she arrived, and since she wasn’t connected to any machines—just those incredible acupuncture needles—his focus had been entirely on that astonishing technique, rather than her vitals.