ログインSophie looked annoyed. “How could it not matter? The hurt was real. Even if he had no choice back then, even if he really did have to go along with Xena and keep her on the hook, that still doesn’t explain why he was cold to you. There were plenty of days when Xena wasn’t even in the picture, and the two of you were genuinely happy.”Miranda rested her chin on her hand and said quietly, “Things are fine the way they are now. He has his life to live, and I have mine. Clearing up misunderstandings only matters if you want to find your way back to each other, and I don’t need that anymore.”Sophie looked at her friend and suddenly understood. She leaned in a little closer. “Miranda... have you really let go?”She could see it now. This wasn’t anger. It wasn’t resentment. Miranda had truly reached a place of peace.“All I want now is to live my life well,” Miranda said, a real smile spreading across her face. “My work, Mia, and the chance to sit here with you like this, drinking tea an
At a quiet cafe in the middle of the city, Sophie and Miranda finally met up.Sophie looked Miranda over from across the table. “You still look exactly the same. I thought now that you’re basically a super-rich woman, you’d be dripping in designer brands and diamonds.”Miranda was dressed simply in an ivory knit top and jeans, her long hair loosely pinned up, with only light makeup on. Other than the watch on her wrist, she wasn’t wearing any jewelry at all.Miranda couldn’t help laughing. She stirred her tea lightly. “You know me. Once I like something, I stick with it.”Sophie laughed. “That’s true.” Then she gave Miranda a teasing look. “So what are you going to do about Felix? Are you just going to leave him sitting in the past forever?”Miranda’s hand paused for a moment on her cup. Then she lifted it and took a sip. “He’s not something that needs to be dealt with. What happened between us ended a long time ago. At this point, the only things connecting us are work and Mia. O
Mike nodded.Just before he walked out, he turned back to look at Miranda and spoke again.“Miranda.”He said her name softly, his voice as gentle as ever.Miranda paused and looked up at him.Sunlight streamed in from the hallway behind him, outlining him in gold. He met her eyes, clear and steady, and said, “We may just be friends now, but if you ever need anything, at any time, all you have to do is ask. I’ll be there.”His voice was quiet, but it carried the steadiness and strength of a soldier.It was not a confession, and it was not flirtation. It was something deeper than that, a promise that went beyond romance.Looking at the man standing before her, so open in his gaze and so steady in the way he carried himself, Miranda felt a sting in her nose. She nodded softly, her eyes damp but smiling.“I know. Thank you, Mike.”Mike smiled too, the same bright, easy smile as always, as warm as the sunlight behind him. After one last look at Miranda, he turned and walked out o
Three days later, Miranda went to the hospital one last time. Mike was about to be transferred back to Hamilton to continue his recovery, and she had come to say goodbye.The room was quiet. Mike was still in a hospital gown, but he looked noticeably better than before. His hair had been cut short, and part of the right side of his head had been shaved for the chip implant. The wound had healed well, leaving only a faint mark that would disappear completely once his hair grew back.“With Dr. Zeller and Dr. Zimmer both in Hamilton, I feel a lot more at ease,” Miranda said as she looked at him.Mike looked back at her. Miranda had clearly gotten some real rest over the past few days, and the color had returned to her face.“He still hasn’t come back?” Mike asked.Miranda knew he had been wanting to thank Felix in person. Even if that debt now rested more with his father, Mike was the kind of man who took gratitude and obligation seriously.“Not yet,” Miranda said, shaking her head.
Miranda’s beauty was never the kind that demanded attention, yet it still had the power to move people deeply.Resting her chin in one hand, she suddenly found herself thinking of her father, that stubborn, relentless man. If he were still alive, if he could see her now, would he feel even a little proud?As far back as she could remember, Eugene had always been strict. But to her, he had also seemed capable of anything. Her mother used to say that when Miranda was three, he would sit her on his lap and read medical books to her, determined to fill that tiny head of hers with knowledge.Miranda could almost picture it. She must have looked at him with wide, uncomprehending eyes, far too young to understand any of it, while he sat there completely serious, already carrying such high hopes for her future.What would her life have been like if she had never met Felix?She probably would have followed the path laid out for her, finished college, gone on to graduate school, earned her
James kept a polite smile on his face. “It was nothing. It was the least I could do.”From the other end of the call, Felix’s voice came through, calm and unreadable. “Since someone’s driving you home, then I can stop worrying. Mia, say goodbye to Mommy.”Mia obediently said goodbye, and the video call ended.As James pressed down on the gas again, he still couldn’t resist asking, “Was Mr. Gibson jealous just now?”Miranda turned and looked at him. “Why would he be jealous?”James paused.Right. They were already divorced. Felix really had no standing to be jealous anymore.And yet James had clearly heard the displeasure in Felix’s tone. What had bothered him was obviously the fact that James was driving Miranda home this late.Still, James knew exactly where he stood. To Miranda, he was a colleague, a close friend, and perhaps even the truest confidant he would ever have in this life.He would never cross a line.He would never overstep.After dropping Miranda off at the en
After Gavin left, Felix picked up his phone and dialed Sienna’s number.On the other end, Sienna’s voice was clearly guarded. “Felix, what do you want?”“Cancel the purchase at Cloudcrest immediately,” Felix said, his tone leaving no room for discussion.“Why should I?” Sienna snapped back at onc
Xena truly loved diamonds. Even if she acted like she only liked them a little, she actually loved them ten times more than she let on.The moment she saw the necklace, she knew it was a rare, limited-edition piece. She was certain that at Mrs. Lloyd’s charity gala this Saturday, this necklace woul
Soon, the first performance took the stage, and the hall gradually fell silent.By the third act, the host stepped forward again.“Next, please welcome the renowned pianist Ms. Xena Spencer, who will perform her signature piece, Walking in the Rain.”Amidst warm applause, Xena walked gracefully o
“Grandpa Smith,” Mia said softly, then quickly hid behind Felix, clearly a little afraid.Dr. Smith immediately put on his warmest smile. “Don’t worry. Grandpa Smith just wants to chat with your mom for a bit.”Turning to Felix, he added, “Mr. Gibson, we’ve received the research funding. Thank you







