Even when they were together, Miranda and Paul didn't spend much time being affectionate. Most of the time, they were in front of their own computer, either organizing data or editing their thesis. As for discussions…One studied physics and the other biology. Even when their fields occasionally ov
The two of them pushed the shopping cart to the checkout counter. Their purchases filled up two large bags. Paul didn't let Miranda carry anything. He insisted on carrying everything back to the apartment himself. Miranda couldn't help but laugh when she saw him walking so swiftly. "Slow down, Pau
"I just want you to be happy and not caught between difficult choices," Paul said. Miranda held his hand under the blanket. "I'm really not uncomfortable with this. I just want to give it a shot. Like you said—maybe I can help ease the tension and get on better terms with Mrs. Jefferson."After all
"Tomorrow?" Miranda was momentarily taken aback."I haven't said yes yet. We can pick another time," Paul said.She smiled. "No need. I'm fine with tomorrow.""Alright." He turned toward the balcony, probably to call his mother.Miranda watched his retreating figure and sensed the ease and happiness
When Yale heard Miranda's words, his grin widened in satisfaction. "Paul, did you hear that? Did you? Now that's how it's done."Miranda then greeted Felix and Susan and addressed them as Mr. and Mrs. Jefferson.Susan smiles warmly. She was wearing a blue satin dress, and her hair was neatly pinned
Miranda paused for a moment before correcting herself. "Thank you, Susan."Yale quickly chimed in, "No worries. It's just a form of address, it doesn't really matter."Susan smiled and added, "Well, there is a slight difference. One is more formal and the other is slightly casual. Besides, even thou
Brewing tea had become one of Miranda's ways to pass the time during those days, and she'd grown to genuinely enjoy it. Naturally, if she could brew it, she could certainly appreciate it. The moment she took a sip, she recognized the tea—it was Silver Needle tea, and it was of the finest quality.F
"What's wrong with you today, Paul?" Yale pulled him into the study and shut the door behind them.Paul looked confused. "What do you mean?""You wouldn't even let your girlfriend sit next to Mom at lunch, and now that Mom wants to take her for a walk, you have to tag along too? What, do you think s
Walking on the snow-covered ground was a struggle as one foot would be deep in snow, while the other was on the surface. However, it was pure joy for Miranda. As soon as the sky brightened, she rushed downstairs to play in the snow for several days in a row. Ever since Paul went to the lab that da
"It smells amazing…" As soon as Paul stepped into the house, he was greeted by a rich aroma of something baking. Miranda walked out of the kitchen with a smile. She held a slice of rum cake on a plate in her hands. "Your nose is quite sharp, huh?""It smells too good. How could I not smell it?""T
"Just some daily necessities." Miranda's reaction was quick, and she hesitated for only two seconds. Sam's gaze sharpened, and his lips pressed into a thin line. The shipping label on the topmost parcel in the shopping bag gave nothing away, but the word "Durex" was printed on the packing tape wra
Miranda turned and left the alley. She headed toward the supermarket happily. Apart from fresh vegetables and fruits, she also bought butter, heavy cream, flour, and other baking ingredients. She planned to use up those bottles of fresh milk just in time before they expired. On her way home, Miran
After a long silence, Fiona finally spoke again. "Sam, you should think things through carefully before saying them. Once they're said, words can never be taken back.""I know, but I still want to say them," Sam replied. "You say you like Miranda, but what about her? Does she like you?" Fiona's wi
Paul really was a better man than him.At this thought, Hansel lowered his gaze and smiled self-mockingly. It served him right."This is karma," he thought. Hansel wasn't the only one staring blankly out the window, lost in thought. There was also… Sam. The glaring words on his phone screen felt l
Miranda posted nine photos on her social media with a caption, "From my boyfriend."She was frustrated. Why was she restricted to only nine photos on her feed? If she posted more than nine, it would turn into a video automatically. If she could, she would have posted 90 photos. After all, they were
As soon as Miranda stepped out of the building, she swept her gaze across the vast stretch of white snow and saw a man dressed in a down jacket. Paul turned to Miranda with a smile the moment he heard the sound of footsteps. Stunned, Miranda exclaimed in surprise, "Paul? When did you come downstai
After returning from the Garrison estate, Miranda finally learned that Paul had actually abandoned his work at the lab midway just to have dinner with her family."Dr. Jefferson, please come to the lab tomorrow to continue authorizing the access permissions." Esme's flat and emotionless voice came t