When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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The moment seemed to pull Timothy back in time, to when they were just young adults in their 20s. Their world revolved solely around each other, yet held back by the unspoken.

His heart stirred. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, Mindy stood up and broke the spell. “I should address you properly now, huh? Timothy, my brother–in–law. Let me introduce my husband, Lionel Sutton.”

The words “brother–in–law” and “husband” felt like a blow, knocking the air out of Timothy’s lungs. His gaze

shifted to the man beside Mindy.

Oblivious to the tension, Lionel warmly invited Timothy to sit and brought him a clean set of utensils. Timothy’s lips twitched as if to speak, but all he managed was a clipped, “Thank you.”

Lionel’s culinary skills were already impressive, and for today’s meal, he had gone above and beyond. The results, unsurprisingly, were delicious.

The two elders couldn’t stop praising the dishes. Throughout the meal, Lionel attentively catered to Mindy and Miranda’s tastes, peeling shrimp for his wife and piling Miranda’s plate with her favorite dishes.

Miranda looked at the small mountain of food on her plate and sighed, “Dad, I haven’t even finished what’s already here.”

Mindy added with a laugh, “Stop giving me food too. If I can’t finish, are you going to eat the leftovers?”

“No problem,” Lionel replied cheerfully.

on Lionel’s plate. To him, it was natural

expression darkened

into a faint, mocking smile, as if

with a concentration

and Fiona

initially worried that Lionel might not be a suitable match for their daughter. Now, they found themselves wondering if their naive son–in–law was in over

for everyone to see that Mindy had Lionel wrapped around her finger. Not to mention, it seemed Lionel was far

was… a perfect

for softer and

stew.

the perfect temperature now–neither too hot nor cold,” he said. “The meat is tender enough for

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thank you! I

Lionel wasn’t about to let her serve herself. He carefully placed the bowl in

“Alright, thank you.

Aren, whose tastes leaned toward heavier

meal, along with a

tomato stew.