All Novel Romance
Chapter 298
Mirabella slouched back against the couch, her gaze lingering thoughtfully as Curtis‘ figure disappeared upstairs. It was only when he was out of sight that she allowed her gaze to drift. away. It seemed that her once unassuming neighbor might have a more complicated background than she had initially thought.
Soon enough, Curtis returned with a porcelain jar, which he handed to James with a respectful gesture.
James glanced toward Mirabella. With a nonchalant lift of her eyelids, she said, “One a day.”
James didn’t press further. He unscrewed the lid and shook a pill the size of a pea into his
hand.
No longer skeptical about the pill’s legitimacy, Curtis poured a glass of water and handed it to his boss. After swallowing the pill, James felt a wave of relief wash over him. His complexion. once pallid, now held a healthier hue.
Observing the apparent effect, Curtis suddenly bowed toward Mirabella. “I apologize for my earlier rudeness, Ms. Mirabella. I hope you can forgive my indiscretion.”
Mirabella glanced at Curtis, her eyes inadvertently sweeping over the scar that ran from his temple to the back of his head before she waved her hand dismissively. “It’s fine.”
Feeling a twinge of shame, Curtis insisted, “Should you need anything in the future. Ms. Mirabella, please don’t hesitate to ask.”
Mirabella’s eyelid twitched, and she quickly replied, “No need, there isn’t anything.”
Curtis paused, taken aback.
Clearing her throat, Mirabella turned her attention back to James, “Have you been feeling a stabbing pain in your shin lately?”
James nodded, “Yes, it’s been more noticeable these past few days. I had it checked out, but they didn’t find anything wrong.”
Leaning casually against the armrest, Mirabella seemed aloof as she pondered for a moment before speaking, “The old injury in your body is actually linked to a wound on your shin.”
Nikolai had also examined James‘ leg without finding any injury, and had checked his pulse. without detecting any anomalies besides the underlying condition. He asked curiously. “What do you mean by that?”
“Some wounds aren’t visible to the naked eye.” Mirabella said with a tight–lipped smile, leaving it at that.
Nikolai, realizing she wasn’t going to elaborate, changed the subject, “Do you have a way to completely heal James‘ chronic condition?”
Curtis‘ gaze was fixed intently on Mirabella..
She shrugged. “Not at the moment.”
Her response clearly disappointed Curtis, but he quickly nodded in acknowledgment. “Please do what you can to help James recover. Ms. Mirabella.”
Mirabella simply glanced at him, saying nothing more.
“Mirabella, is the prescription you just mentioned from an old herbal compendium?” Nikolai inquired.
Touching the tip of her nose, Mirabella replied without batting an eyelid, “I’m not quite sure. I just saw it in a medical text.”
Nikolai’s expression became oddly puzzled at her response. Last time, at the Mendoza family gathering, when he asked if she practiced medicine, she had claimed to have a passing knowledge from books. And now, her answer was strikingly similar. If he hadn’t just seen her prescription, he might have been easily convinced again.
Mirabella ignored Nikolai’s complicated look, checked the time, and stood up. “I don’t have much else to do here, so I’ll be heading out.” Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.
Pausing, as if remembering something, she turned to Nikolai, “You have the equipment for concocting remedies, right?” After all, Nikolai was from a family steeped in a century of alternative medicine.
Nikolai nodded.
“Good. Once you’ve got all the herbs together, let me know,” Mirabella said before making her
exit.