The familiar surroundings were filled with irony. Why? Why had he said such things back then? Looking back now, Hansel felt like he had been under some kind of spell. He had indulged his every whim and completely ignored her pain and despair at that time. In just one year, Miranda returned to stu
Hansel said, "Mimi… I know you're still mad, but how could you compare yourself to Martha? Mimi… I won't allow you to degrade yourself…"Martha was shocked once more. Wait a minute…Why wasn't Miranda comparable to her? How was that considered degrading? "Mimi…"Martha couldn't stop herself from cu
Keeping their distance and not getting too close was the best outcome for both of them. Miranda put away the documents and her pen. Suddenly, Hansel murmured softly to himself, "But I still consider you as a friend…"He watched her retreating figure as Miranda left and withdrew his gaze calmly. He
Hansel had seen Willow several times but didn't think they were close enough to initiate a conversation. But she had a different view, as she asked casually, "Are you okay? You were sitting outside the campus for so long yesterday. I hope you didn't catch a cold."He said nothing and had no intenti
Willow understood that agreeing would mean entering a contractual relationship with Hansel. It was far from what she truly wanted. But if she turned him down, she had no doubt he would get up and leave without a second thought. After all, this could be her only chance to get close to him.She hesit
Miranda began, "Then, isn't this running schedule…"Was Paul overdoing it with the runs? Anyone who didn't know better might think he was training for a marathon.He chuckled, though there a hint of guilt lingered in his laughter."Aren't you supposed to be busy at the lab?" she asked again."Yeah,
Miranda and Paul washed the plates and cleaned the kitchen together. Then, they stepped outside to take out the trash.She slipped on her winter jacket and grabbed the garbage bag as she stepped outside. He returned from his apartment with two large bags."Dr. Jefferson, how long has it been since y
Miranda often wondered whether Paul used cologne. The question felt too personal, so she kept it to herself.She smiled awkwardly and said, "Thanks, Dr. Jefferson. I forgot to grab my scarf on the way out."Miranda hadn't forgotten her scarf. Instead, she was just feeling lazy. After all, she was on
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