Especially when the woman in question—Miranda—was beautiful and living in a run-down apartment building. It didn't take much to figure out what was happening. She had probably caught the eye of some wealthy man because of her looks, and now he was trying to win her over with a car. Or maybe she was
Hansel couldn't be bothered with Willow's feelings, nor did he pay attention to the pumpkin soup. He was in a bad mood and, after finishing his work, he finally powered down his computer. Then, he noticed the bowl of soup beside him.The bowl was nearly half full of thick, creamy pumpkin soup topped
"Not at all," Paul replied. "Do you have a preferred car model?"Miranda didn't have any specific preferences. She just wanted a car that was easy to drive.He said, "I'd suggest a sedan. It's more comfortable and easier to handle than an SUV, though you might give up some space, especially in the b
While Miranda chose a car, Paul didn't say much. But he stayed by her side and always offered a gentle reminder whenever she overlooked something. What kind of friend would do that?From the moment they stepped inside, his focus was entirely on her. The care and attention in his eyes were unmistakab
Suddenly, Nelly remembered something. She pulled out her phone and zoomed in on the photos she had taken earlier.She mumbled, "The woman with Paul… Why does she look so much like the one who went shopping with Sam to pick out shoes at the mall earlier?"Nelly shook her head and dismissed the though
Susan knew Miranda lived in the same building, but it hadn't occurred to her that Miranda was Paul's next-door neighbor.That was why there had been no sign of a woman at Paul's place. With their apartments so close, they could see each other whenever they wanted. He could just walk a few steps and
Paul didn't notice anything was wrong. Just as he was about to close the door, Susan called out, "Wait… What are you doing?" She grabbed the handle before he could shut it.He looked confused. "Aren't you leaving?""I'm not leaving yet, and you're already closing the door?" She raised her voice, and
The doctor replied, "As they said, 'A muscle injury takes 100 days to heal.' There's no fracture, but your muscles have been strained. The swelling's gone down, but the muscle fibers and connective tissue are still recovering. It's a slow process, and it will take some time."Paul thought momentaril
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
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