"Why not sit down with him, talk it out, and explain what's bothering you? Can't you just tell him what you're unhappy about and what you expect from him? Wouldn't that be a more effective way to solve the problem at its core?" Mindy suggested.Nelly clicked her tongue, her tone dripping with disdai
Nelly froze completely, her body stiffening as if she had seen a ghost. Her lips trembled as she stammered, "You… You…"Did she remember? Did she recall that abduction?If she did… The implications were too terrifying for Nelly to even consider further.Mindy, however, seemed to see right through th
Mindy's ears buzzed, and her mind went blank for a brief moment. The next thing she knew, the world spun around her as she was hoisted onto someone's shoulder. She got carried away with her head dangling down.Before they left, Mindy fixed her gaze on the burrow where Nelly was hiding. Their eyes me
Nelly spat, "You liar! You've been lying to everyone this whole time!"Mindy responded calmly, "I really did lose my memory, but I've recently started to recall everything."Although the details were still fuzzy, she decided to test Nelly—and what a result it yielded.Nelly stammered, "W-What do you
"I actually thought about the possibility of you surviving," Nelly said, her voice laced with disdain. "Maybe as a cripple, maybe sold to some remote mountain village, or maybe even as a beggar… but I never imagined you'd end up living so comfortably."Minnie, why do you have such amazing luck? Even
"How dare you?" Timothy's veins bulged with rage. Each word was squeezed out between clenched teeth.Nelly's eyes flickered briefly before feigning confusion. "Honey, what are you talking about?"Timothy let out a cold laugh. "Honey? If you weren't feeling guilty, would you still call me that after
"Why? Why would you do this? She's your sister!" Timothy screamed."My sister? Yes, she is. She's a Garrison, a true-born Garrison. She'll always overshadow me in every way! Even you love her—why!" Nelly shrieked back."Because of that? You wanted her dead?""That's right! I envied her! I was jealou
"Miranda, Happy Easter." Paul's voice was like a cello playing softly in the quiet of the night. It was rich and resonant, stirring a gentle vibration in the air.Miranda's ear tickled slightly, and she instinctively scratched it while switching her phone to the other side. "Dr. Jefferson, Happy Eas
Suddenly, Miranda stopped walking. She turned to face Paul and said seriously, "Thank you, Paul, for coming to Lumberville to spend Christmas with me. And… thank you for being in my life."Paul was slightly taken aback. Then, he gently squeezed her hand. "You dummy. I should be the one thanking you.
Yale wasn't too pleased. "But… I was just trying to clear the way for you. Am I wrong for doing that?"He couldn't help but feel a little wronged. Paul softened his tone and explained, "That's not what I meant. First off, Mom had already agreed to me coming to Lumberville. There was no need for lie
"Oh, you're back? What were you guys doing?" Lionel came out of the kitchen, still wearing his apron. He looked a little puzzled when he saw everyone gathered around Paul and Miranda. "Dad…" Miranda was about to go over with the shopping bags, but Paul had already taken them from her before she cou
Jenny's usage of the phrase, "real boyfriend", was quite interesting. As if Miranda even had a fake boyfriend before.Jack spoke up immediately. "Let me do the honors. This is Paul Jefferson, a professor at Bedford College's Faculty of Physics. He's the youngest leading figure in the country for the
A man stood at the entrance. He was tall and imposing, and he had a cold expression on his face. Miranda stood next to him and looked equally stoic. Jenny was taken aback. Shock flashed in her eyes as she asked, "You… Who are you?"Paul stepped forward confidently, still holding Miranda's hand. "I
Quincey couldn't take it anymore when she saw her father getting shut down. "Mom, that's enough. Don't push me too far!""Oh?" Jenny snapped. "Hear that? I'm pushing you too far? Who's the one pushing here, me or you?"Quincey let out a cold laugh. "Don't take your bad mood out on me or Dad. We're n
Harold came in behind Jenny. He was so quiet that his presence was easily overlooked. Meanwhile, Quincey barely said a word as she kept her head down, her eyes glued to the phone. "Rena, you arrived really early this time. I've never seen you and Leonard so enthusiastic before. Guess things have ch
Miranda stood in front of the mirror, tidying up her messy hair. Behind her, Paul was fully dressed. He walked over and wrapped his arms around her. "Stop it, I just fixed my hair… Look, you even smudged my lipstick," Miranda grumbled, pushing him away. "Mimi, the way you said that makes it sound
Miranda glanced at her phone. It was a call from Paul. "Hello, Paul, Merry—"Before she could finish her sentence, she heard the sound of heavy breathing on the other end. Taken aback, Miranda froze for a moment. "What's…""Come outside, Mimi.""What?""I'm out front at your entrance. Come out."As