When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0052

In the stillness of the night, a soft murmur sounded from the other end of the line, “Mimi, I’m in pain.” Miranda could detect a slight quiver in Hansel’s voice.

In that instant, she felt an instinctive pang of heartache.

Hansel was a stubborn man with a cutting tongue, and he’d always put on a brave front. He often drank to the point where his stomach bled and worked overtime without taking time to eat or rest.

Back then, Miranda had used to rack her brain for ways to restore Hansel’s health. She’d paid close attention to making him three meals each day. She’d even learned massage techniques from a traditional medicine practitioner.

His stomach issues had finally improved considerably after she’d put in tremendous effort for a long period of time.

Yet, her efforts had often gone unappreciated, with him calling her a bother. Sometimes, he’d even frown impatiently, saying, “Why are your fussing over me like my mother?”

At that moment, memories that Miranda had almost forgotten resurfaced in her mind. The sudden wave of heartache she felt quickly subsided.

She replied, “I’m not a doctor. Go to the hospital if it hurts that much.”

Hansel heard her cold tone, and the blood drained from his face. Nonetheless, he didn’t give up. “I want to drink the soup you make.”

Miranda merely listened quietly without responding. On the other end, Hansel fell silent as well. The call seemed to have turned into a silent

standoff.

the end, Miranda hung up

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fallen asleep. She glanced over and

probed, “Mr. Johnson,

he closed his eyes and

day, Miranda got up just as dawn broke. She took out her phone and called Calvin, “How’s your stomach? Are you feeling better? Do you still want some

soundly. He thought that it was a prank call, so he didn’t even open

he sat up immediately when he heard Miranda’s

made was so delicious. I finished it in a few gulps, but I’m still craving for it. I wish I could

he could come to pick up more soup

never go back to how they’d been before. This was all she could do for

spent a few days at home, receiving IV drip treatment. He’d almost recovered

brought the pumpkin soup she’d

time, Hansel would tell her to leave the soup aside

the mansion early in the morning. She placed the soup down and took a seat beside Hansel, her body leaning

have no idea how worried I’ve

to her. Instead, he asked, “Haven’t you been having any classes recently?”

them all. My boyfriend is more important. I wish I could be by your side 24/7, taking care of you

was slightly

dating Miranda; he’d wanted to take her out on a date, but she’d