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?”

the bouquet toward him he could inspect them better Paul lowered his head, studied

as a former biology prodigy shone through

“Exactly!” Miranda nodded enthusiastically.

get

moment before deciding to tell the truth. “Sam

darkened subtly. “Why would he suddenly give you

was for my birthday…” she

with you?” Paul paused briefly, as though piecing something together. “And

“Yeah,” Miranda admitted.

line. His hands at his sides gradually curled into

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

thank you.” He

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

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

Chapter 0729

in one hand and eat the sweet

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 so weighed

Miranda couldn’t help but reflect. “Yes, I was. Even though I’d already made up my mind to end things and knew it was the best

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 the wounds will

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