When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0040

The man had long and pretty fingers. Miranda glanced at his cart to find that it was filled with ready–to–eat food. Her gaze trailed upward to find that he happened to be looking down at her too.

She smiled. “Don’t tell me you’re having this for dinner.

“Heh, sometimes I get home too late and don’t want to order takeout, so I just have something simple,” Paul said indifferently.

“According to my calculations, this has enough protein, vitamins, and carbohydrates a person needs in one day.”

Miranda couldn’t help but snicker when she heard his serious explanation. “It seems like you’ve taken every factor into account based on scientific calculations and precision, Dr. Jefferson. However, between a piping hot meal and those things, which you choose?”

Que would

neat instant food over

a

Paul fell silent. The answer was obvious–who would choose to

hot meal?

to me. In return,

was staring at the

difficult to handle.‘

supermarket usually has a fish cutter, but it was so busy today that he

up his sleeves and took off his glasses.

Miranda nodded. “Alright.”

tasted better when the salmon was sliced. However, it was rather troublesome to

gazed at Paul standing in the kitchen, she suddenly felt a little guilty. Was she wasting the talents of a physicist on slicing

of evenly sliced fish. She had to swallow her words. She hadn’t wasted his talents. Clearly, he

this okay?” Paul asked, wiping his

Your knife skills are comparable to

her remark. “I’ve never cooked before, but I learned how to

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in biology,

salmon, Paul returned the favor by getting some meat and vegetables. The two of them then

went to do the dishes of his own

they were nearly done cleaning up, Miranda said, “It’s getting late. You should

was already really late. Since it was nearly midnight, he

falling asleep. Unexpectedly, after she bid Paul goodbye, she began to feel drowsy and

next morning, she woke up before