Chapter 17
Delilah was daydreaming about some fantastical scenarios when Mirabella’s voice reached her ears
once again. “These fragrance pills are just a supplement, not for long–term use. If you want a complete
cure Mirabella paused, then casually added, “I’ll have to get a friend to send over some more targeted
medication when I get the chance.”
Delilah’s eyes snapped open in surprise. “Are you saying there’s a cure for my headaches?”
With a cocky raise of her eyebrow, Mirabella said, “Of course.” Others might fail, but her? Please, this
was child’s play
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Delilah touched her nose, not quite buying her daughter’s words. After all, even the doctors had
claimed it was incurable. Her gaze shifted and rested on her husband’s hand. “Is your dad’s bottle also
filled with these fragrance pills?”
The very idea of using herbal medicine and storing it in a ceramic jar gave off an vintage vibe that
seemed out of place in the modern world. Delilah thought with an inward chuckle.
Mirabella shook her head, her tone indifferent. “No, it isn’t.”
“What’s in my bottle then?” Shawn was genuinely curious. His attention had been on his wife earlier,
and he hadn’t opened the little ceramic jar.
A stray lock of hair fell beside Mirabella’s cheek, which she lazily tucked behind her ear before replying
in a drawl “Well it’s not exactly medicine, but you can think of it as a sort of ‘Super Tonic Pill. Take one
a month for vitality and good health.”
Shawn’s lips twitched as his face flushed a deep red, almost dropping the jar in his embarrassment. It
was as if his masculine pride had been dealt a heavy blow.
“Hahaha.” Delilah couldn’t hold back her laughter upon seeing her husband’s expression. Their
daughter was too cute. sending her dad a jar of supplements for libido.
After a deep internal sigh, Shawn found an exquisitely carved mahogany box and carefully placed the
little jar inside. Even if he didn’t need it this was the first gift from his daughter. It had to be treasured.
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scene.
As Mirabella pondered over Delilah’s migraines, she headed upstairs.
Suddenly remembering something important, Delilah quickly called out to her, “Oh, look at me
forgetting the big stuff. Almost slipped my mind.”
Mirabella raised an eyebrow, her piercing eyes quietly waiting.
“It’s about transferring schools,” Delilah explained. With the school year starting in a few days, they
needed to decide on a school within the next day or two.
“Your father and I have shortlisted a few. I’ll show you the brochures, and you can pick one.” Saying
this, Delilah bent down, opened a drawer in the coffee table, and took out a stack of booklets.
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