When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0087

Paul waved his hand. I’m not in a rush to get it back.”

It was just a jacket. He had more in his closet.

“I just came back to grab a few changes of clothes. I’m heading back to the lab right after,” he said nasally. He was also wearing a mask. Just from the sound of his voice, Miranda could tell that he was down with a nasty cold.

“Wait,” Miranda said. She turned and headed back inside. When she returned, she had a thermos in her hands. “I made this cauliflower soup last night. Remember to

drink it while it’s hot.”

When Paul heard “cauliflower“, he frowned imperceptibly. Miranda didn’t notice and continued, “There’s also some over–the–counter cold medicine in the bag. The dosage is written on the box.”

Paul was typically healthy and rarely got sick. His hands paused at her words. For the first time, he felt the urge to give the thermos back.

However, Miranda added, “After all, you only got sick yesterday because of me.”

He retracted his hands again. Glancing at his watch, he realized that he was running late. “Thanks for the cauliflower soup and the medicine. I’ll have them.”

After Miranda watched Paul leave, she closed the door and went back inside.

some parts that she had to amend in her thesis. Thus, she had been reading up a

and essays that Christine had given her were in their original language, Aurenese. Her Aurenese was only at a conversational level, so she still had to

of academia, and her brain was running a mile a minute. Her hand never stopped as she

irritated that her thought process had been interrupted, she still put down

you for what happened yesterday. Still, there are some things I would like to say

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It was Sam.

few seconds. Coincidentally, she also

out

and

shook those unnecessary thoughts out of her

had agreed to meet at the café that they had gone to before, which was not far from Bedford

door open, she found Sam sitting at the same table as

was to the door, but as though he had sensed her arrival, he turned the

his arm, and he was dressed in a Gucci shirt. The collar was parted slightly, revealing his sexy Adam’s apple and half of his

table would peek at him from time

gazes of the others as she sat across from him. He then asked. her what she

she went straight to the point.

words, but he didn’t seem affected. On the contrary, he smiled. “I also want to tell you that I meant everything I