When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 662

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Paul asked, “Had lunch yet?”

“Not yet. You?” Miranda asked in return.

“Funny, neither have I.”

They then exchanged glances, and a quiet understanding settled between them.

20 minutes later, Paul and Miranda were sitting in a barbecue restaurant.

The meat sizzled on the grill, releasing its delicious aroma as he grilled it to perfection. Once the meat was browned and slightly crisped, he wrapped the meat with a piece of vegetable and handed it to her.

Miranda, who was busy replying to messages on her phone, paused as she was momentarily surprised.” Dr. Jefferson, I can do it myself.

But Paul held it out insistently. “Open up.

Miranda froze, feeling unsure.

He chuckled, “Aren’t you still replying to messages? Are you sure you want to do it yourself?”

She quickly put her phone down and reached for the food. “I’m done now. I can do it myself.”

on her plate instead. “Then wash

at her hands, realizing he was right; her fingers had been all over her phone. From that point

Jefferson, don’t just serve me–eat something yourself!” she said,

he replied. Yet her plate

of beef that was so juicy it nearly burned her, she

her a cold

quick sips, finally

better?” he asked, amused by her rare moment

nodded, “Much better, though my tongue still feels a

your mouth, let me see. His tone was so casual that she instinctively did

she was doing. Her cheeks flushed, though she wasn’t sure if it was from the warmth of the room or the heat of the grill. She quickly straightened

The heat has irritated it a bit, but there’s no blistering. Some more

water should help.”

stammered, taking a couple more

of mushroom is this?” she asked, trying to change

mushroom, also called mushroom of the sun, he

he placed a

“Yeah,” Paul replied.

“Yeah?” Miranda thought, puzzled.

her,

about the mushroom–but why was her face getting

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