"I do," Paul said firmly. After a beat, he added, "As much as I want to, I'll respect your decision. If you're ready, we'll tell them. If you're not, we'll keep it between us for now."Miranda chuckled. "Were you surprised when you walked in earlier?""Surprised? Not exactly, but it definitely caugh
Miranda responded calmly, "It came with the laundry detergent I bought at the store. I didn't pay attention to the size, but I can still use it."She was being honest."Paul, how about a quick game or two?" Lionel asked with a smile as he rubbed his hands in anticipation."Sure," Paul agreed without
"Good night, Miranda," Paul said."Goodbye, Dr. Jefferson."As Lionel reached the door, he saw the two exchanging friendly goodbyes.Paul's door was already open, though the lights were off. He turned to look at Lionel and said, "Mr. Sutton, get some rest.""Oh! You too!" Lionel quickly replied.Aft
The heat from Paul's solid body pressed through the thin material of Miranda's shirt. Even his breath felt warm—damp and clinging to her skin.He said, "And that's it."She clicked her tongue. "You really don't hold back, do you?""I'm hugging my girlfriend. Why should I?""You'd only make a move wh
Paul was stunned upon hearing Silas' remark. He nodded in agreement and said, "Yeah. I think so, too."Silas raised an eyebrow and couldn't believe he actually laughed at that. "Paul, I'm just as busy. It's hard for me to manage everything when you just drop everything on me like that."Paul respond
"I don't think this year is possible." Miranda did the math—once summer break ended, September would mark the start of her second year in graduate school. She would soon have a busy schedule.On the other hand, Paul had classes to teach, a lab to manage, and plenty of academic responsibilities. It s
Paul's tone was resolute. "It's worth it."Miranda fell silent. Paul had given so much and loved her so deeply. Every sacrifice he made weighed heavily on her shoulders. "This isn't an impossible situation," she said. "You don't have to—""I know," Paul cut her off. "From the perspective of the col
Paul and Miranda quickly pulled away, their breathing rough and uneven. The sight was no less than another provocation for Lionel. Miranda murmured, "Dad, why did you suddenly come out…"Lionel pointed at her, his finger trembling. "You… you… Were you hoping I wouldn't come out? And then what? Then
"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
Austin stuck out his tongue at Yale. "Uncle Yale, shame on you! How can you compare yourself to little kids?" Yale was at a loss for words. Great, he thought, even the kids were bullying him.Suddenly, Susan thought of something and asked, "By the way, where's Paul?" "Oh, he got a phone call earli
Jenny was shocked. "Are they really that powerful?""Of course!" Quincey couldn't help but sigh. "I can't help but admire Miranda sometimes. Back when she needed money, she latched onto a rich young scion. Now that she's still young but craving for status, she went straight for a prominent academic