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
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
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
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
"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
"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
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
Miranda contacted Winter's mother, Natalie. She didn't dare to say that Winter was uncontactable, so she could only probe indirectly to see if Natalie knew anything about Winter's recent whereabouts. "You want to invite her to go skiing at Mount Glacier? Well, I don't think she'll be free before C
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