Miranda quickly changed the topic. It was almost as if she was afraid Winter would keep asking, "I'm hungry. Didn't we have a restaurant reservation? Let's go eat."There was a seafood and vegetarian restaurant on Sackbed Road that was always packed on weekends. Winter had reserved a table two days
Paul had his car. Since they were headed the same way, Miranda naturally went along with him. The old apartment building didn't have a parking garage, so they parked at the mall across the street and walked back to the apartment.On their way, they passed through a grove of poplar trees when suddenl
Hansel quickly pulled his hand back, like a child caught doing something wrong. "I'm sorry, Mimi. I didn't mean to. I… I don't even know what's wrong with me… I just don't want you to run away, to be so far from me.""Don't touch me!" Miranda clutched her head, tears about to fall from the pain.At
Hansel staggered slightly. "What do you mean by that?""You really don't get it, do you?" Sam replied. "You think you hid everything perfectly, but Miranda's not stupid."Hansel sensed something else in Sam's words. He grabbed Sam's collar, and his eyes were fierce. "What exactly did you tell her?"
Hansel ignored Calvin and kept walking. As he reached the staircase, Calvin caught up and restrained him. "Stop it, Hans. Let's go back! Miranda isn't going to open the door for you anyway…""I have something for her."Calvin paused in surprise. "What is it?"Hansel pulled a tube of anti-allergy nas
"Mimi… I miss you so much… Will you come back, please?"The only response Hans got was the dark, empty living room and the harsh wind howling outside.…The next morning, Miranda woke up early. She washed up and made breakfast. After tidying up, she got ready to head to the lab.As she was closing t
The technician sighed. "You've asked me five times already. I'm still working on it. I need to find out what's causing the issue before I can restore the data properly."Bryan quickly replied, "Alright, I won't bother you anymore. Please focus on your work."He couldn't help but glance in Paul's dir
"Six months ago, they launched a new feature."As Miranda mentioned this, the technician's eyes lit up. "Are you talking about the AI Recorder?"Everyone else looked puzzled. This wasn't their field of expertise, so they didn't fully understand.Paul said, "You must be referring to Sun Terminal's so
Esme couldn't help but think that Alex had been truly unlucky to have met her. Not only had he been taken advantage of, but he had no recollection of the incident. Who would have expected that a child would suddenly pop up years later, ruining his engagement party and branding him as a scumbag in f
Sam remained silent. He hadn't wanted to know about Miranda and Paul's relationship in the first place. "Did I never mention it to you?" At this, Lionel paused mid-thought and smacked his forehead. "Now I remember! I meant to tell you last time I was here, but then I got sidetracked and totally for
Out in the hallway, Miranda smiled sweetly and waved at Paul. "Good night, Paul."Paul lingered for a moment before asking, "That's it? Nothing else?""What do you mean?""That's not the impression you were giving me earlier," he muttered. "What did I do?" she asked, puzzled."You gave me a look… a
The table was filled with dishes that smelled and looked delicious. "Paul, your cooking has improved again," Mindy said after having a bite of steak. Lionel pointed at the plate of mashed potatoes and said, "This tastes just like how we do it back in Lumberville. I'm not exaggerating, but most loc
Even while he was busy in the kitchen, Paul didn't neglect Lionel and Mindy. He would occasionally step out to refill their water or steep a fresh pot of tea."Mr. and Mrs. Sutton, what time did you leave home? Was the journey tiring?" Paul asked. "We took a cab from home at around 7:00 am and reac
"Then whose gossip is interesting?" Miranda countered. Paul didn't miss a beat when he replied, "Ours, of course." The next second, he pulled Miranda onto his lap. He stood up from the couch and lifted her in his strong arms effortlessly, carrying her like she weighed nothing. "Oh!" Miranda let o
Miranda thought about it seriously for two seconds before replying, "I'm sorry, Paul. As you heard, my dad wants me to go home for Christmas."Besides, I already spent last year's holidays in Elgerson and didn't go back to Lumberville. I don't know how my dad managed to handle my grandparents back t
"I—" Miranda was about to respond when her phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the screen and turned to Paul with a smile. "Speak of the devil… Some people just appear the moment you mention them."She swiped on her phone to answer, "Hello, Dad?""Mimi, have you eaten yet?" Lionel's voice came thro
Miranda remarked, "You don't seem surprised, either."Paul answered, "The Grahams would never let their only heir be sent to prison. They would definitely find a way to get him out. Even Uncle Damian and Aunt Natalie know that.""Does Winter know?""She does. Uncle Damian said she took it well. She