Miranda felt a lump in her throat but understood Christine's words. For Christine, research always came first. She didn't care about the length of her life but rather the depth of the sea of research.Perhaps she would never reach the bottom or might tire out on her path, but that didn't matter. Sh
Miranda blinked in confusion. She wondered if Matthew didn't have any conscience.After dozing off for an hour, she glanced at the clock and realized it was already 8:00 am. She quickly gathered her things and rushed to the lab.Paul noticed she was half an hour late and looked slightly off. "Didn't
Hansel's head was pounding, and his mood grew increasingly irritable. He switched to silence mode and set his phone face down on the table. He said coldly, "Continue."Everyone else kept their eyes on the floor to avoid any stray glances.After the meeting, Hansel returned to his office and glanced
Ingrid furiously marched to her room and slammed the door shut.Martha had just woken up the following morning and was still in her sleepwear when she heard Ingrid yelling from upstairs."Bring me to the hospital now."Martha's lips twitched. Last time, she had been flustered and genuinely worried.
Evelyn knew Hansel didn't want to keep Ingrid's baby. Moreover, Richard wasn't aware of the matter, and she was reluctant to tell him. She had a nagging feeling that he wouldn't support her decision to keep the baby. After all, Richard and Hansel were both cold-hearted, each more ruthless than the
Ingrid was eating a slice of orange when Ingrid informed her of the prenatal class. She immediately refused, "Mrs. Johnson, I've been feeling unwell lately. With constant trips to the hospital, I just can't handle any prenatal classes at the moment."She still remembered the grievances and criticism
Ingrid wanted to focus on her pregnancy and Hansel. Since she would marry into the Johnson family, she figured graduating from university seemed irrelevant.On Monday, she handed in her application to withdraw from university. She cited illness as her reason so that the approval process wouldn't tak
Ingrid wasn't her same old self. Her old items just didn't suit her anymore. "Look through these things. If you find anything useful, take it. If not, please help me get rid of the rest.""Huh? You don't want them?""Yeah," Ingrid replied.Her roommates were speechless.Ingrid returned to her dormit
Under Susan's gaze, Jenny felt a chill run down her spine. "You… Why are you acting so weird? Are you mute? You don't look like it from how you're dressed."She shot Susan a glare and muttered, "Crazy woman," before heading back into her apartment building. Susan stayed rooted to the spot. Her face
They made it back from the school to Harold's place just in time for dinner. After dinner, Lionel and his family said their goodbyes. Upon seeing this, Leonard's family made their exit right after. Jenny walked them to the door before collapsing onto the couch, clutching her lower back. "What a ti
Paul's genes ensured both good looks and a decent figure. On top of that, judging by how generous he was with his gifts, he clearly wasn't just an ordinary college professor. He probably came from an affluent family. Elite families like his often went back several generations, which meant his rela
Since it was the end of the year, the students were all on holiday. The vast school grounds felt a little deserted. Dallas Urban, the school's security guard, noticed Lionel coming from a distance. He stepped out of the guard booth and greeted him cheerfully, "Mr. Sutton!" Then his gaze landed on
"There's still a pile of pots and pans in the kitchen waiting to be cleaned," Jenny complained."I'm just like a maid that's born to toil endlessly, unlike you who can enjoy such an easy life. "You should really learn from Lionel. He cooks every time they host a gathering. You two are brothers, but
"I'm cooking something," Paul said. "Why are you cooking this late at night?" Susan asked. "I wanted a midnight snack."Susan knew her son didn't normally eat late. Clearly, he was cooking for someone else. The thought worsened her mood. "When are you planning to come back to Elgerson?" she asked
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