When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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After visiting the garden and enjoying the castella, Mindy felt completely satisfied. The next day, she and Lionel headed back to Lumberville. Miranda had accompanied them to the train station.

Upon hearing the news, Warren rushed over. “Ms. Harrison, these are letters from your fans sent to the publishing house. They asked me to pass them on to you.”

Mindy was pleasantly surprised–it was the first time she had received fan letters. There were quite a lot, enough to fill a large bag.

Back home, Miranda took advantage of the sunny weather and washed the bed sheets and covers from two rooms. By the end of October, the summer heat had finally begun to recede, replaced by the cool hint of autumn.

She also reorganized her wardrobe, putting away the clothes and dresses she wouldn’t be wearing for a while and moving her fall outfits to a more accessible spot.

By the time she finished all that, it was already 2:00 pm, and she still hadn’t had lunch. The fridge had only two tomatoes.

Sighing in resignation, Miranda put on her shoes and headed out, realizing she had no choice but to go to the grocery store

“Heading out now?” She had just descended one floor when she ran into Paul coming up the stairs.

groceries at home, so I’m off to the

said, immediately

planning to buy, Dr. Jefferson?” Miranda

and simply replied, “Which supermarket are we

okay?” Paul

supermarket. The convenience of living in an older residential area was unbeatable; everything was close by, and the facilities in the neighborhood were more

was the lack of elevators, but

ahead while Paul followed, pushing the shopping cart. Whenever she stopped, he stopped too, maintaining a half–step distance between them. They gave off the feeling of an old married

it was peak crab season. Miranda wasn’t too fond of black pepper crabs or anything whole crabs as she found them messy

today’s crabs are really fresh. Would you like

nodded. “Could you give me a bag,

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course,” the

the crabs, her hair fell to both sides, almost dipping into the water.

sighed and remembered the gray hairpin in her bag, the one she’d

it wasn’t a perfect style, it at least kept her

to picking crabs, but within seconds–her hairpin gave way, and