When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0069

It had gotten dark outside pretty early since it was wintertime.

Before 7:00 pm, the street lamps lining either oldes of the road lit up. The lights gave people a sense of warmth on this cold night.

Walking from the subway station to Bedford College, one would pass by a street of shops and vendors selling a variety of items.

When Miranda and Paul passed by the area, the former heard the sound of someone hollering that they had baked potatoes on sale.

She blinked a few times, her eyes felt a little prickly because of the chylly wind. She glanced at Paul and said, “Wait here for a bit.”

Paul stood there for a while. Two minutes later, he saw her coming back with two hot, baked potatoes in her hands.

“Here” Hot steam rose from the potato when Miranda separated hers in half. The potato was soft but a little too hot

Miranda blew on the potato to cool it off. When she tried taking another small bite, she could taste how soft it was. Her face broke into a smile.

She looked at Paul. “Is yours soft?”

He nodded. It was the first time he’d had such a delicious and soft

baked potato in his life.

proud of herself. “Right? I’ve always had pretty good luck. I can always find the soft ones in the

curl slightly. Even his eyes looked like they

by the time

the door, the warm

her body instantly. Then, she carried her books and stationery into the

started picking them up and arranging them on the shelf. Eventually, she found a reference book that

out and knocked on

habit of taking a shower first after coming back home after

the bathroom. Still, he went to check who it

edition in Aurenese last

when she

book from her and spotted a sticky note

determined expression wearing

on Paul’s face and the sticky note she’d been using

coughed awkwardly, saying “I just doodled that because I

way, will you be free soon? After the exam is over, I want to treat you to a meal to thank you for all

helped her with

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incident at the mansion. All this time, she hadn’t had the

the earnest look in Miranda’s eyes. He didn’t turn

he suggested, “Why don’t we just have a meal at home? I prefer your cooking