Madison had a knowing look on her face, as if she knew that this was going to happen. Her eyes darted around eagerly. She turned and noticed Sebastian staring at her. She swallowed nervously and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"Sebastian lowered his voice and said, "It's not you who got asked fo
"Did you give them your number?" Pansy asked. Miranda replied, "No, I didn't.""Neither of them?" "Yes."Oh, my gosh! Pansy finally understood the situation. Miranda wasn't interested in either of them, yet they ended up fighting each other. Pansy was a reasonable person and understood that this
After saying that, Charles threw a question back to him. "Paul, you introduced her. What do you think about this?"Paul was silent for a moment, then he said, "First of all, I don't believe this is Miranda's fault. When a beautiful flower blooms in a garden, bees and butterflies come to it naturally
Miranda noticed that there was a lone blazer hanging separately on its own hanger next to the coat rack. It was black and appeared so formal it looked slightly rigid. Although Paul usually dressed up in suits, none of his clothes looked as old-fashioned as this one. Miranda walked in and stopped b
Paul worked quickly and soon finished cleaning the kitchen. When he returned to the living room, he saw that Miranda had already cut up the fruits and arranged them into a fruit platter. "I didn't let you help clean up, so you did this instead, huh?" Paul shook his head helplesslyMiranda picked up
The driver brought the car over and pulled up to the side of the road. "Madam," he greeted her. Susan got into the car and sighed dejectedly. "Let's go home."As the car drove off, Paul and Miranda were crossing the street with shopping bags in their hands. The two of them and the car just missed e
"What's the matter? Why are you looking at me like that?" Paul asked.Miranda answered, "It's nothing. I just felt that you're a really good person, Dr. Jefferson."He was truly the best. "Come on, let's not stand here. Aren't you cold?" He chuckled. Miranda rubbed her hands. "A little."…It was
Miranda probed further, "So, whose call did you get yesterday? You were so angry that you got hospitalized."Christine snorted in response. Miranda remained calm. "Let me guess… Could it be the dean? No, he wouldn't bother with such trivial matters. "Then maybe… Mr. Banks? But I heard he has been