When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0480

“Dr. Jefferson, are you done?”

Miranda’s voice snapped Paul out of his daze.

“Yeah, it’s done.”

“Thanks.”

Paul’s gaze drifted back to Miranda’s waist again. He wasn’t thinking about anything inappropriate, but because she was so thin. He wondered if she had been eating properly.

Hansel sat in front of the vanity, lost in thought as day turned to dusk and dusk faded into dawn. He wanted to sleep, but he just couldn’t.

His mind relentlessly replayed memories, both the sweet moments he had shared with Miranda and the countless times he had been a complete jerk. As the first light broke on the horizon, he finally pulled himself out of the mire of nostalgia.

At 8:00 am, the city was buzzing with the rush hour crowd. He changed into fresh clothes and drove to the best dessert shop on Brookside Lane. A trip that usually took half an hour stretched into a full hour.

“Hello, I’d like a whole mango crepe cake, please.”

The server blinked in surprise. “Whole or sliced?”

“Whole.”

“You’re in luck. We just finished the first one and were about to cut it. If you’d arrived two minutes later, you would have had to wait for the next batch,” the server said.

Hansel hummed lightly.

she remarked, “You’re here early.

ex–girlfriend

novels she read, though she had no idea who the main character was or how the story

took the cake, got

counter, watched through the glass door. “Wow… a sports car,” she

felt like a scene lifted right out of a

and Sebastian were heading to the

they stepped out of the building. “I’m kinda thirsty.”

Chapter 0480

+25 BONUS

“How about we grab something to

go again. He knew she would keep talking no

You’re being such a

can go with you to

is no fun. You have

before answering, “But

carbs, right?” She had heard that line a million times.

a scam. If you drink them, you’ll still gain weight,” he

it–you’re fit. Congrats!

you don’t want others to mention your weight, why not just lose