When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0046

The temperature had been rising since the beginning of July. The weather forecast issued a red alert due to the high temperature of 95 degrees Fahrenheit, which had persisted for a week.

After repeated calculations and verifications, there was finally some progress in Paul’s experiment.

With great difficulty, he managed to find some time to take a rest. He dragged his tired. body up to the seventh floor, ready to get some sleep and recharge his energy.

Suddenly, he heard a loud noise coming from the apartment opposite to his.

Paul’s hand paused on the door handle, and he turned to look at the tightly closed door across from him. He stepped forward and knocked on the door. “Miranda, are you at home?”

There was no response. He knocked a second time, but there was still no response.

Paul hesitated for a moment. He was thinking of whether to call the police when he heard a click, and the door finally opened.

Miranda peered out through a small crack, her body hidden behind the door. “Is something the matter?”

Her expression was calm. It seemed she’d only answered the door because he’d knocked. Her tone was even as usual, without any hint of distress.

Yet, for some reason, Paul felt like she wasn’t in a good mood. She seemed like a rose that had lost its vitality and was about to wither away.

Paul remained silent for a moment as Miranda looked at him, puzzled.

time that you’re writing a

replied, “I finished the thesis and submitted it two weeks ago. These past two months, I’ve been

half–finished thesis here. Would you be interested in taking a

taken

She sat on the couch and read the thesis in her hands, her eyes sparkling

རྗ མངྐཾ, ཡཾ

and discussed the change in energy value during the

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was unique,

the potential to introduce new conclusions and methods. However, innovation required a large amount of strong and valid data

your thesis?” Miranda

wrote this in

emotions. It was no wonder that the professors at the Faculty of Bioinformatics still lamented Paul’s decision to give up on biology and choose physics as his major, even though it

future calling on a silver platter. It was unheard of

didn’t you submit this thesis?” she

it could be even more perfect. Look here. These two sections don’t have sufficient experimental data to support the

extra time to finish this thesis.” As

moment before saying, “Then, why are

now?”

I could help suggest a new research topic. That was when I discovered