Chapter 0806

Paul glanced at her phone and sighed softly, with a trace of helplessness in his tone. ” Cancel the ride. I’ll take you home.”

Take you home…

The words stirred something in Miranda’s heart, and a faint smile touched her lips. ” Alright.”

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Inside the car, the heater was on, and the chill was quickly dispelled. Paul glanced at her reddened fingers and asked anyway, “Did you play with the snow?”

Miranda stayed silent. “Sherlock Holmes over here,” she thought.

When she didn’t respond, Paul didn’t press her. Instead, he said, “There’s peppermint ginger tea in the thermos. Disposable cups are in the glove box–have some to warm up.” The thermos sat neatly in the cup holder near the handbrake. As Miranda unscrewed the lid, warm steam filled the air, carrying the distinct aroma of peppermint. A few scattered mint leaves floated on the surface, but the scent of ginger soon rose to prominence.

Miranda had made ginger tea and soup before, especially for Hansel, but she herself couldn’t stand the taste of ginger. She closed the thermos lid quickly and said, “It’s a bit inconvenient in the car. I’ll drink it later.”

Paul chuckled. “There’s sugar in it. It’s not unpleasant to drink.”

“No, that’s not it. I’m not saying it’s bad. I just want to wait until later! Yeah, later!” she insisted.

“If you hadn’t added that last part, I might’ve believed you,” he teased.

Miranda pouted. “I’m not a kid.”

“Really?” Paul smiled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “You don’t like ginger, do you?”

“Not really.”

less ginger and more

him skeptically.

“Try it.”

herself a small amount. Paul watched in amusement as she carefully measured out

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Chapter 0806

The tea was sweet but failed to mask the lingering spiciness of the ginger. Miranda’s face involuntarily twisted.

though her expression betrayed her struggle. Paul couldn’t help laughing. “Your reaction makes it seem

the ginger ordeal, asked curiously,

you

make

Paul nodded. “I did.”

“Were you sick?”

“No…”

but he wasn’t sick, so it

who was it for?

gazed straight ahead. “It’s snowing

the window. The snow on the branches looked even thicker now, like clusters of

asked casually, “Where

parents are coming

“At the Garrisons‘?”

grandparents after reuniting with them. She’ll definitely want

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