Miranda asked, "Dr. Vain, did you trip over your tongue?"Santiago was surprised at her reply. She continued, "No, you may not. Please just call me by my given name. Thank you."With that, she packed up her laptop and strode out of the classroom. Santiago stood rooted to the spot, rubbing his nose
Santiago's expression twisted in disbelief. "No… How could you do this?"Harvold was surprised. What did he do?"How could you just open the gate for them so easily?" Santiago demanded."I didn't simply do it," Harvold replied. "Didn't you bring them here the first time?""That was just once! I didn
Miranda remarked, "Dr. Vain, do you have a cramp in your eyebrow?"Santiago smirked. "Mimi, you do this every time. Oh, I get it. You actually like this kind of banter, don't you?"Miranda mentally rolled her eyes. Paul was way better at this game.She replied, "I've said this many times before. Ple
That night, Emilia couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned in bed before finally giving up. She spent the entire night researching everything about Miranda, including her résumé, research direction, and thesis publications…By the time she finished, Emilia had no choice but to admit that Miranda was t
"By the way, how's your family?" Miranda suddenly asked.Emilia was completely caught off guard. After a long pause, she finally spoke. "How do you know?""I heard from the pea… I mean, Santiago."Emilia's grandmother had been hospitalized recently. Her father had passed away years ago from liver ci
Madison immediately reached for the door of the cab. "Wait… Miranda hasn't gotten in yet!"Sebastian sighed helplessly. "Dr. Jefferson is here. Do you really think Miranda won't have a ride?""Oh!" Madison finally understood. She glanced out the window and, sure enough, there was a parked SUV behind
"Hey, Dr. Quimby. They've already left. Why are you still staring?" Santiago asked.Emilia withdrew her gaze and retorted, "It's none of your business."Santiago wasn't offended at all and continued smiling. "What's so interesting about watching other people in love anyway? Experiencing it yourself
Their noses touched, their breaths intertwining. Naturally, their lips met as well. At first, Paul's kisses were gentle and warm, like the soft glow of the spring sun. But soon, it became more urgent, more demanding, as if he needed more of her. By the end, his kisses crashed over her like a fierc
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