Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Or was it when Mirabella started to shine?
He remembered the first time he saw Mirabella. She was assisting Molly at a design competition, her right wrist bruised and swollen, clearly injured, yet she had managed to embroider a beautiful rose onto a dress with that hand.The head of the Fashion Designers Association of Solterra, Flora, was one of the judges. She accidentally let slip that Mirabella was the founder of QY.
Despite her young age, Mirabella had founded a company, managed family businesses, and despite her position, was willing to assist and nurture the next generation.
This kind of spirit and vision surpassed many.
Through their interactions, he saw more of her brilliance.
Though he didn’t want to compare Mirabella with Serena, there was a clear difference in their attitudes and how they handled situations.
On the other side of town.
When Mirabella saw Romeo off at the gate of their villa, Romeo gave her a gentle pat on her head, “I’m sorry for the trouble.”
“It’s okay.”
She wasn’t going to be hurt by Serena’s small schemes.
“There’s something I haven’t told you.” Romeo started, his gaze locked with Mirabella’s, “Hans reached out to me on Christmas Eve”
This surprised Mirabella, as Hans didn’t seem like the type to take the initiative to communicate.
“The family has been discussing revealing your true identity to the world in less than a month. So Clark and I want to deal with the external forces as soon as possible, so that everyone will know that you are the true Collins family heiress.”
What he didn’t expect was Serena’s attempt to tarnish Mirabella’s reputation with outrageous lies.
A smirk played on Mirabella’s lips, “So, they were planning to surprise me, but you spoiled the surprise?”
“Hans should tell you about this tonight.” Romeo patted her head again, “Everyone wants to reveal your identity as soon as possible, but due to various reasons, we’ve let her have her way.”
“I’s okay. Whether it’s revealed or not, it doesn’t matter to me.” Mirabella smiled, “Don’t worry about me.
Go home and be careful on the road.”“If she tries any tricks, remember to tell me.”
“Don’t worry. Can’t I handle her?” Mirabella laughed, clearly not considering Serena a threat at all.
“Tomorrow the Temple family might hold a funeral. I’ll pick you up then.”
“Okay.
After Romeo left, Mirabella returned to Reflections Villa.
She ate, drank, and returned to her room to work. She needed to make time to attend Crystal’s funeral and check on her grandfather’s health.
On the other side.
Upon hearing the news, Martha rushed to Serena, “Serena, that damn girl ate two bowls of pasta tonight! Even a pig can’t eat as much as she does! While you’re here starving and suffering, she’s eating and sleeping well!”
“lL expected as much.” Serena laid in bed weakly, “The more miserable I am, the happier she is.”
Just because Mirabella had Hans’s support for now, what was there to be proud of?
“Serena, how are you feeling now?” Martha asked with concern.
Serena was as white as a sheet, her lips void of color. In hopes of gaining Hans’s forgiveness, she had soaked in a cold bath for a full hour!
Upon hearing the beep of the thermometer, Martha quickly checked it, “Oh my god, Serena, you have a fever of 102 Fahrenheit! I’ll get you a cooling patch.”“Martha.” Serena stopped her weakly, “If you use it now, it’ll all be for nothing. Call Hans and ask when he’s coming back.”
“Right, right.” Martha hadn’t thought Serena would still be so calm even when she was sick. She had really changed!
As Martha reached for her phone, Serena’s vision began to blur until she passed out.
“Hello Hans, when will you be home? It’s already eight. It’s Serena.”
Before Martha could finish, Hans coldly interrupted her, “Let her wait.”
“But Serena can’t wait! She’s sick, with a fever of 102 Fahrenheit! Her face is pale. She’s been crying all afternoon. She might have gotten sick from crying so hard.”
Hans’s gaze flickered with complexity.
“Please, Hans, come home soon.” Martha’s voice was filled with tears, “Serena hasn’t eaten anything till now and she’s burning up with fever.”
“Alright.” Hans hung up without saying whether he’d be coming home or not.
Martha was frantic, locking at Serena unconscious on the bed, her temperature already spiking at 102.6 Fahrenheit.
She opened the door and called out to Edith, who was standing by the entrance. “Serena’s running a fever, go grab some fever patches. Also, get the kitchen to make something she likes.”
“Are you ordering me around?”
“What do you mean?” Martha put on a haughty air. “Serena’s sick, isn’t it your job as a servant to take care of her?”
“Why don’t you?”
“I need to stay here and look after Serena!”
Edith stood in place, giving a cold laugh. “Serena hasn’t apologized to Ms. Bella yet.”
“What did you say?”
“Hans said not to feed her until she shows remorse. If you want a fever patch, you can go get it yourself. My job is to stand here “Edith, are you taking me for a fool?” Martha bristled with rage. “Who do you think you are?”
“I’m just a humble servant.’ Edith met her gaze, unflinching. “Just like you.”
Martha was furious. “Just you wait!”As Martha stormed out, she deliberately bumped into Edith. Unfazed, Edith stuck out a foot to trip her up.
“Once Serena wakes up, I’ll tell her everything that happened today!”
“You talk as if you have a lady backing you!” Edith wasn’t afraid of her, instead, she gave a snort and continued to stand guard at the door.
Martha’s eyes flashed with a murderous intent, but she swallowed her anger for the moment.
After what felt like forever, Martha heard footsteps approaching and quickly stuck the fever patch onto Serena’s forehead.
Upon hearing the knock, Martha ran to the door, tears streaming down her face. “Oh Hans, thank goodness you’re back! Serena’s fever won’t break. I’ve been so worried! Before she passed out, she kept saying she was sorry, admitting she was wrong.”
Hans looked at the unconscious girl on the bed. Her cheeks were flushed like ripe apples, and it didn’t seem like she was faking it.
“Did you call a doctor?” Hans asked.
Through her tears, Martha exclaimed, “Edith wouldn’t even give us a fever patch, she made everything difficult! I had to go get it myself. Let alone calling a doctor, we’re lucky to even have this fever patch!”
Edith, standing by the door, heard Martha twisting the facts and was about to retort.
Martha started to cry harder. “Serena’s so sick and there’s no doctor to see her. She hasn’t had a bite to eat since noon. She’s never known such hardship! She kept saying she was wrong, that she wanted to apologize to you and Ms. Bella when you got back. But she couldn’t hold on.”Before Hans could respond, Martha fell to her knees.
“Hans, I beg you, for the sake of your sibling bond, please allow a doctor to see Serena. I’m really afraid for her life. She’s been running a high fever for so long! Please let the kitchen prepare some hot porridge for her? I beg you.”
Seeing this woman in her fifties kneeling on the floor, crying and pleading, Hans was moved.
Looking at the girl on the bed, he was reminded of years ago when she was sick, how the whole family would gather around her, caring and fussing.
“Go fetch the doctor.”
When Martha heard Hans’s command, her bowing motion abruptly froze in surprise. Overjoyed, she exclaimed, “Thank you, Hans, thank you! I’ll call Dr. Lee right away.”
When Dr. Lee arrived, Martha, with tears in her eyes, said excitedly, “Serena, Dr. Lee is here. You’re going to be fine. Hans is here to see you too.”
While Dr. Lee was examining the girl on the bed, Martha feared the doctor would discover Serena’s fever was due to a common cold caught from getting chilled. So, she concocted a story.
“Serena got her heart broken. She cried from afternoon till night. Then she just developed a fever.”
Dr. Lee nodded, “Crying can raise the body temperature, making the body feel hot, but after a while, once the emotions stabilize, the body temperature will gradually return to normal.”
“But Serena’s been having a fever for a while now, and there’s no sign of her temperature going down.”
“She caught a cold.”
Upon hearing this, Martha felt a sudden pang in her heart. She hadn’t expected Dr. Lee to figure it out!
Feigning ignorance, she asked, “Can crying for too long also cause a fever?”
“Well” Dr. Lee paused his examination and looked at her, “Crying for a long time can lead to a weakened immune system, making one susceptible to catching a cold. If you’re exposed to cold wind or rain during this time, you can easily get sick.”
“She was fine in the afternoon,’ Hans added.Martha, worried that Serena’s cold bath would be suspected, quickly interjected, “Oh, I remember now.
Serena cried for a long time in the afternoon, and no amount of comforting helped. In the end, she went to the balcony to get some fresh air. Maybe she caught a chill then.”
Dr. Lee nodded understandingly, “That’s possible.”
“Serena mentioned how last winter, the family gathered around the fireplace for hot chocolate, and the winter before that.”
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