"In the natural world, blue roses don't exist," Sam began, his voice soft as he gazed at Miranda. "They symbolize an unattainable hope or an impossible dream."He glanced at the bouquet in her hands and added, "But take a closer look at the ones you're holding.""Wait… these are natural? Not dyed?"
Miranda turned her head and met Sam's deeply affectionate gaze. Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively wanted to flee.The night Miranda had been in trouble, Sam realized he could no longer sit idly by as he watched her get upstairs with Paul's help.He had never considered himself a patien
Lumberville?Sam froze for a moment, but he didn't dwell on it. After glancing at Miranda from the corner of his eye, he quickly said into the phone, "Grandpa, I have something very important to handle right now. Once I'm done, I'll come home."In the meantime, please help Grandma stay calm. The doc
Just as Miranda took a couple of bites of the roasted potato, she glanced up and saw a familiar figure standing in front of her apartment building.Paul was there, as always. He was committed to his nightly runs, and despite the biting cold, it wasn't unusual to see him out exercising. But today, he
Paul had never been the type to deceive himself.After a brief moment of avoidance, he always chose to confront his feelings head-on. Deep down, a voice was echoing within him, "You like her. You're captivated by everything about her."From initial restraint to eventual acknowledgment and now a quie
So what of it?Love was neither a mere distraction nor a casual game. Once you stepped into it, it demanded your full devotion.And Miranda had so much left to accomplish. There were countless projects to complete, countless experiments awaiting her attention.The vast ocean of "Science", the toweri
Early the next morning, Miranda was woken by a phone call.The sky outside was still dim. She rubbed her eyes, glanced at the clock, and saw it was barely 7:00 am. Yawning, she blinked groggily, her mind still clouded with sleep.She raised the phone to her ear, and her voice was husky from just wak
Miranda quickly tried to reassure Lionel. "Dad, Mom finding her biological parents is a good thing."After all, Mindy was someone without a past. She had thought about finding her roots once, but as the years went by, she had let go of that hope.Sometimes, she would imagine herself as part of a fic
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