Miranda asked, "Dr. Vain, did you trip over your tongue?"Santiago was surprised at her reply. She continued, "No, you may not. Please just call me by my given name. Thank you."With that, she packed up her laptop and strode out of the classroom. Santiago stood rooted to the spot, rubbing his nose
Santiago's expression twisted in disbelief. "No… How could you do this?"Harvold was surprised. What did he do?"How could you just open the gate for them so easily?" Santiago demanded."I didn't simply do it," Harvold replied. "Didn't you bring them here the first time?""That was just once! I didn
Miranda remarked, "Dr. Vain, do you have a cramp in your eyebrow?"Santiago smirked. "Mimi, you do this every time. Oh, I get it. You actually like this kind of banter, don't you?"Miranda mentally rolled her eyes. Paul was way better at this game.She replied, "I've said this many times before. Ple
That night, Emilia couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned in bed before finally giving up. She spent the entire night researching everything about Miranda, including her résumé, research direction, and thesis publications…By the time she finished, Emilia had no choice but to admit that Miranda was t
"By the way, how's your family?" Miranda suddenly asked.Emilia was completely caught off guard. After a long pause, she finally spoke. "How do you know?""I heard from the pea… I mean, Santiago."Emilia's grandmother had been hospitalized recently. Her father had passed away years ago from liver ci
Madison immediately reached for the door of the cab. "Wait… Miranda hasn't gotten in yet!"Sebastian sighed helplessly. "Dr. Jefferson is here. Do you really think Miranda won't have a ride?""Oh!" Madison finally understood. She glanced out the window and, sure enough, there was a parked SUV behind
"Hey, Dr. Quimby. They've already left. Why are you still staring?" Santiago asked.Emilia withdrew her gaze and retorted, "It's none of your business."Santiago wasn't offended at all and continued smiling. "What's so interesting about watching other people in love anyway? Experiencing it yourself
Their noses touched, their breaths intertwining. Naturally, their lips met as well. At first, Paul's kisses were gentle and warm, like the soft glow of the spring sun. But soon, it became more urgent, more demanding, as if he needed more of her. By the end, his kisses crashed over her like a fierc
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