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?”

them better Paul lowered his head, studied the

sharp instincts as a former biology prodigy shone through

“Exactly!” Miranda nodded enthusiastically.

get

before deciding to tell the

darkened subtly. “Why would

was for my birthday…” she explained

you?” Paul paused briefly, as though piecing something together. “And took you to the piano concert as

“Yeah,” Miranda admitted.

thin, restrained line. His hands at his sides gradually curled into

the tension, Miranda handed him a peeled potato, the beige flesh steaming slightly in the

He accepted it without

hold both “Now finished with her sweet potato, -Miranda reached out to take the

need. I’ll hold them,” Paul replied “You already

Chapter 0729

the bouquet in one hand and eat the sweet potato with

silence. “Miranda, we’ve known each other for over a year now, haven’t we? I still remember when

though I’d already made up my mind to end things and knew it was the best

remember you once said that time is the best medicine. There’s no need for self–pity or

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