When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0034

Studying was dull and boring, but Miranda surprisingly found herself used to it.

After another day of class, she went home. Rubbing her shoulders, she was planning on having an early night when she unexpectedly received a call from Christine.

Christine first asked how her revision was going, so Miranda gave her a quick update on her progress.

The former didn’t press for details. She didn’t seem worried about Miranda at all.

Miranda burst out laughing. Then, she heard Christine say, “Drop by my house tomorrow morning.”

Afterward, she hung up the phone hurriedly, as though she was afraid that Miranda would refuse if she stayed on the line any longer.

The next day, Miranda got up early and spent half an hour making breakfast. Of course, she didn’t forget to make some for Paul too.

She hadn’t heard the door next door open a single time, even when she’d fallen asleep. He must have pulled an all–nighter at the lab again.

When she opened the door, she ran into Paul, who’d just returned.

Two weeks had passed since that rainy night. He must have just returned from the lab because his usually neat and tidy clothing was rumpled. The exhaustion in his eyes was obvious.

Miranda thought about the conversation she’d heard the last time and guessed that he must have run into a little issue at the lab.

much, she simply raised the thermos in

People who pull all–nighters usually don’t have good appetites, so I think having some pumpkin soup will warm up your tummy just

never felt ill or anything. However, it was probably because he hadn’t been eating regularly for the past two

to eat something light, so her pumpkin soup was

“Thanks.”

other night. I

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eyebrow. “We’re just neighbors, so it would’ve been along my way anyway.” He then asked, “Are

drop by her

glanced down at her watch and saw that it was almost time for the appointment. “I should get going.

“Alright.”

disappear around the corner, Paul finally entered his apartment. He opened the thermos,

soup. He took a bite and found it to be the right level of

eggs. He didn’t usually enjoy them, but now he carefully peeled their

bad as he’d thought

packed that Miranda barely had any room

she’d end up flattened into a pancake, but fortunately, her nimble movements helped

registered herself as a

doorbell. However, the person who opened the door wasn’t

of confusion when he saw Miranda.

come to get some reference materials when he’d heard the doorbell, so he’d naturally gone