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

morning. People who pull all–nighters usually don’t have good appetites, so I think

ill or anything. However, it was probably because he hadn’t been

wanted to eat something light, so

“Thanks.”

the other night. I should be thanking

+15 BONUS

“We’re just neighbors, so it would’ve been along my

Young asked me to drop

watch and saw that it was almost time for the appointment. “I should get going. Please have the pumpkin soup

“Alright.”

watching Miranda disappear around the corner, Paul finally entered his apartment. He opened the thermos, and a delicious

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

eggs were just normal boiled eggs. He didn’t usually enjoy them, but now he carefully

bad as he’d

weekday, the subway was so packed that Miranda barely had

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

she’d visited Christine’s house, she’d registered herself as a visitor. Hence, the guard let her through

pressed the doorbell. However, the person who opened

of confusion when he saw Miranda. As though he just

materials when he’d heard the doorbell, so he’d naturally gone to open the door. When he spotted Miranda, he