When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0507

As they passed through the home essentials section, Paul paused and asked, “Do you need anything from here?”

Miranda remembered that she was running low on both body wash and laundry detergent. “Yes, I do,” she replied:

While she was picking out the body wash, Paul was also adding items to the cart. She noticed he was putting in things like towels, slippers, hooks–quite a few items in fact, nearly turning their already full cart into a small mountain.

When they went to check out, Paul insisted on paying. Miranda didn’t argue but reminded him to keep the receipt so they could settle the expenses later.

Paul nodded and suggested she wait outside the checkout area, saying, “It’s too crowded here.” “Okay,” Miranda agreed and headed to wait outside.

A short while later, Paul emerged carrying three large bags. Miranda reached out to take one, wanting to help, but he pulled back slightly, saying, “No need, I’ve got this.”

“But there’s so much to carry..” she protested, glancing at the bags filled with groceries and household items they had both picked out.

“It’s really fine,” Paul reassured her.

True to his word, Paul’s stamina proved impressive as he carried all three bags up seven flights of stairs without even breaking a sweat. Miranda took her own two bags and set them down by the door, then asked Paul for the receipt.

“It wasn’t that much, don’t worry

won’t do. Is the receipt in one of the bags? It doesn’t seem to be in mine. Let me

out of her reach. “It’s not in there,” he stammered. “I’ll sort out the total and message you the amount later. You can just Venmo it

works too,” Miranda agreed, though she couldn’t help but wonder about his

from looking inside his bag? Was there something in there he didn’t want her to

it off and went

it with a fried egg, and added some

later, she

headed back into the kitchen. She began the laborious process of making the dough, letting it rest, and preparing

Chapter 0507

+25 BONUS

with the aroma of freshly made crab rolls. She’d made four pans of filling, with over 30 buns

his apartment. Glancing at the shopping bag in his

thought. It was not like he’d stolen

started unpacking the bag. Out came the towels, slippers, and hooks

to the supermarket that day