The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 42

Catherine was nodding fervently like a student being scolded by a teacher. "Yes, dear, I've been taking my medication on time. I haven't missed a single dose."

Mirabella withdrew her hand. "Do you still have that incense I gave you?"

"I do... I light it every evening." Catherine's voice faltered slightly as she spoke.

Mirabella looked at her with a sly smile. "If you lit it every night, you wouldn't be plagued with insomnia and palpitations."

At this, Catherine guiltily bowed her head. After a pause, she admitted, "Truth is, I forgot to pack it when I moved."

A shadow flickered in Mirabella's eyes, but her voice remained airy. "Is that so?"

Whenever Catherine saw this expression on her granddaughter, her heart would thump uncontrollably, yet she brazenly responded, "Really, I'm not lying to you."

Mirabella’s lips curled into a half-smile. She didn't call out Catherine's obvious evasion. Instead, she stood and moved behind her, her slender fingers resting atop Catherine's head. "Relax, let me give you a little massage."

Catherine wanted to refuse, but looking into Mirabella's calm and indifferent face, she instinctively clamped her mouth shut. For some reason, she had grown to fear Mirabella's earnest demeanor, always feeling like nothing could be hidden from her. It was odd. Catherine was the elder, yet she felt like a kid.

Half an hour later, Mirabella withdrew her hands and asked softly, "How do you feel?"

Catherine opened her eyes, slightly embarrassed. "Wonderful, I nearly fell asleep." Her gaze fell upon Mirabella's hands. "You've been at it for a while; aren't you tired?"

Mirabella sipped water from a glass on the side table. "Not at all. I'll bring you some more lavender incense later."