Miranda began, "Then, isn't this running schedule…"Was Paul overdoing it with the runs? Anyone who didn't know better might think he was training for a marathon.He chuckled, though there a hint of guilt lingered in his laughter."Aren't you supposed to be busy at the lab?" she asked again."Yeah,
Miranda and Paul washed the plates and cleaned the kitchen together. Then, they stepped outside to take out the trash.She slipped on her winter jacket and grabbed the garbage bag as she stepped outside. He returned from his apartment with two large bags."Dr. Jefferson, how long has it been since y
Miranda often wondered whether Paul used cologne. The question felt too personal, so she kept it to herself.She smiled awkwardly and said, "Thanks, Dr. Jefferson. I forgot to grab my scarf on the way out."Miranda hadn't forgotten her scarf. Instead, she was just feeling lazy. After all, she was on
Miranda hurriedly dressed. She slipped on her winter jacket, raced down the stairs, and wrapped a scarf around her neck.When she reached the ground floor, she was greeted by a swarm of kids already outside, armed with their snow gear to play in the snow. This first snowfall of the winter was a rare
"Dr. Jefferson, wait up!" Miranda hurried after him.After finally catching up, Paul turned around and looked at her exasperatedly. "Are you having that much fun?"She nodded eagerly. "Yes." To her, it was simply too much fun.He sighed. "But your gloves and scarf are soaked.""It's fine," Miranda
Miranda, Madison, and Sebastian met at a café.As Miranda sipped her coffee, she shared the information she had gathered. "I did some research online. The requirements for laboratory construction are much higher than for regular buildings. "Plus, we must consider the security system layout after th
Miranda was genuinely happy for Jack. "Okay. I'll go ahead and order.""Great!"Despite that, she only ordered two meat dishes, one vegetable, and a soup.Jack raised an eyebrow. "Is that it?""Yes. That's it.""Wait. You need to add two more dishes," he insisted."It's enough. We won't be able to f
Jack had a college education. It was hard to believe he didn't know these basic principles, especially regarding something as important as a contract."I've been busy with work. Since this was a new project and I didn't have a contract template, I forgot to include the penalty for breaking the contr
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