The warmth from the warm water seeped through the glass and into Miranda's palms, but it didn't compare to the warmth she felt on her waist earlier. Suddenly, there was a series of knocks on her door. "Who is it?" she asked as she went over to open the door. Paul stood outside. "Here's your shoe.
They met again at the small restaurant outside the main gates of Bedford College. By the time Miranda and Paul arrived, Sam was already there. "Miranda, you're here…" He walked up to her with a smile, his eyes focusing intently on her. He ignored Paul, acting as if he didn't exist. Miranda said, "
Sam got down to business. "This week we will be focused on construction for the main structure. Currently, we are at…"Miranda began listening attentively when he got to the details, even slowing down her chewing to listen carefully. At that moment, the buffalo chicken bites were placed in front of
Willow replied with a smile before Hansel could reply, "I was the one who picked this place. I thought since it's close to campus, we wouldn't have to drive or make any reservations in advance. It's simple and convenient, and the food here isn't bad either."Sam grunted indifferently. It was unclear
Madison had a knowing look on her face, as if she knew that this was going to happen. Her eyes darted around eagerly. She turned and noticed Sebastian staring at her. She swallowed nervously and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"Sebastian lowered his voice and said, "It's not you who got asked fo
"Did you give them your number?" Pansy asked. Miranda replied, "No, I didn't.""Neither of them?" "Yes."Oh, my gosh! Pansy finally understood the situation. Miranda wasn't interested in either of them, yet they ended up fighting each other. Pansy was a reasonable person and understood that this
After saying that, Charles threw a question back to him. "Paul, you introduced her. What do you think about this?"Paul was silent for a moment, then he said, "First of all, I don't believe this is Miranda's fault. When a beautiful flower blooms in a garden, bees and butterflies come to it naturally
Miranda noticed that there was a lone blazer hanging separately on its own hanger next to the coat rack. It was black and appeared so formal it looked slightly rigid. Although Paul usually dressed up in suits, none of his clothes looked as old-fashioned as this one. Miranda walked in and stopped b
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