"Hans, what's wrong?" Willow's voice was soft and gentle.Hansel snapped out of his thoughts. He pushed aside the frustration and questions bubbling inside him. He couldn't let his guard down now. After pretending for so long, he had no choice but to keep up the act.If his true intentions were expo
Willow said, "Then, I'll go ahead and order!""Mm," Hansel replied."Madam, I'll have…" She listed off several dishes. Her familiarity with the menu made it clear she was a regular."…Trust me. It's really delicious. It tasted even better than the high-end restaurants!" The waitress enthusiastically
"Really? It tastes more like a drink to me. It's sweet and sour, with a hint of peach." Willow's cheeks flushed slightly. She looked at Hansel with wide, shimmering eyes and tilted her head. "You don't like it?"Hansel didn't give much of a response.She didn't mind and poured herself another drink.
It was another day off, and Sam drove to Miranda's apartment building early in the morning to fetch her and take her to the Garrison estate.Aren and Fiona had been looking forward to Miranda's visit on her day off. They had planned it in advance. As soon as they woke up, they urged Sam to get going
Paul's attention snapped.Silas suddenly jumped up and exclaimed, "I knew it! Paul, looks like you've finally found yourself in this mess." He paused and asked, "Is it because of Miranda?"Paul immediately looked up. "What nonsense are you talking about?""Don't try to hide it from me. You might be
Silas said, "Still pretending you're not into Miranda? You're this worked up over her—it's obvious you care. Guess I finally got you to admit it."Paul stayed silent.Silas continued, "If you're unsure, just ask her. Be direct. You said it yourself—Miranda doesn't like people beating around the bush
Sam stayed by Miranda's side while they were at Aren and Fiona's home. It was fun, and she was genuinely happy. But eventually, the late hour started to take its toll, and fatigue set in.Once she got home, she immediately took a shower. As she was drying her hair and getting ready to go to bed, she
Paul cleared his throat and said awkwardly, "…I haven't had dinner yet."Miranda noticed his ears turning red and couldn't help but laugh, though she quickly stifled it to avoid making him feel more embarrassed. "How about some pasta?" she suggested.He nodded. "That would be great, thanks.""Okay.
"Mrs. Jefferson, you're too kind," Mindy said.Susan had a pretty good impression of Mindy. It wasn't just because of the dress back then, but also because of Mindy's family background. She came from a truly prestigious and prominent lineage as a lady of the Garrison family. However, she met with m
"Felix? Susan?" Miranda exclaimed. She was momentarily stunned to see them standing at the front door with a suitcase. Her eyes widened in surprise. Paul turned to her and said helplessly, "Miranda… my parents are here."She quickly regained her composure and stepped forward with a smile. "Felix, S
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.