When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 729

Chapter 0729

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Just as Miranda took a couple of bites of the roasted potato, she glanced up and saw a familiar figure standing in front of her apartment building

Paul was there, as always. He was committed to his nightly runs, and despite the biting cold, it wasn’t unusual to see him out exercising. But today, he wasn’t dressed in his usual athletic wear

Instead, he was in a tailored cont. His posture was upright, and his expression was slightly serious It felt less like a coincidence and more like he was waiting for her

“Dr. Jefferson,” Miranda greeted him with a smile as she walked closer

Paul returned her smile, but his gaze faltered when it landed on the bouquet of blue roses in her arms

“Went out for some fun?” he asked.

“Not exactly,” Miranda replied. “I picked up my car from the dealership after repairs, and then I went to a

piano concert.”

“Those flowers they’re quite unique,” Paul noted

Miranda’s face lit up. “Dr. Jefferson, take a closer look. Can you see what’s special about them?”

Paul lowered his head, studied the roses briefly, and touched

Paul–his sharp instincts as a former biology prodigy shone

“Exactly!” Miranda nodded enthusiastically.

get

moment before deciding to tell the

“Why would he suddenly give

for my birthday…” she explained

Paul paused briefly, as though piecing

“Yeah,” Miranda admitted.

pressed into a thin, restrained line. His hands

handed him a peeled potato, the beige flesh steaming

He

probably hard for you to hold both “Now finished with her

them,” Paul replied “You

Chapter 0729

bouquet in one hand and eat the sweet potato with the

the silence. “Miranda, we’ve known each other for over a year now, haven’t we? I still remember when you first moved in. You’d just gotten out of your last relationship and seemed

I’d already made up my mind to end things and knew it was the best decision for me, the aftermath

it’s all behind me now. I remember you once said that time is the best medicine. There’s no need for self–pity or rushing the process–just leave it to time, and

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