Miranda posted nine photos on her social media with a caption, "From my boyfriend."She was frustrated. Why was she restricted to only nine photos on her feed? If she posted more than nine, it would turn into a video automatically. If she could, she would have posted 90 photos. After all, they were
Paul really was a better man than him.At this thought, Hansel lowered his gaze and smiled self-mockingly. It served him right."This is karma," he thought. Hansel wasn't the only one staring blankly out the window, lost in thought. There was also… Sam. The glaring words on his phone screen felt l
After a long silence, Fiona finally spoke again. "Sam, you should think things through carefully before saying them. Once they're said, words can never be taken back.""I know, but I still want to say them," Sam replied. "You say you like Miranda, but what about her? Does she like you?" Fiona's wi
Miranda turned and left the alley. She headed toward the supermarket happily. Apart from fresh vegetables and fruits, she also bought butter, heavy cream, flour, and other baking ingredients. She planned to use up those bottles of fresh milk just in time before they expired. On her way home, Miran
"Just some daily necessities." Miranda's reaction was quick, and she hesitated for only two seconds. Sam's gaze sharpened, and his lips pressed into a thin line. The shipping label on the topmost parcel in the shopping bag gave nothing away, but the word "Durex" was printed on the packing tape wra
"It smells amazing…" As soon as Paul stepped into the house, he was greeted by a rich aroma of something baking. Miranda walked out of the kitchen with a smile. She held a slice of rum cake on a plate in her hands. "Your nose is quite sharp, huh?""It smells too good. How could I not smell it?""T
Walking on the snow-covered ground was a struggle as one foot would be deep in snow, while the other was on the surface. However, it was pure joy for Miranda. As soon as the sky brightened, she rushed downstairs to play in the snow for several days in a row. Ever since Paul went to the lab that da
Miranda contacted Winter's mother, Natalie. She didn't dare to say that Winter was uncontactable, so she could only probe indirectly to see if Natalie knew anything about Winter's recent whereabouts. "You want to invite her to go skiing at Mount Glacier? Well, I don't think she'll be free before C
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