When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0967

In the end, Paul reluctantly let go of Miranda’s hand. He took the keys from her and opened the door. “Goodnight, Mimi,” he said.

The way he called her name caught her off guard. It sounded so smooth, as if he had said it a thousand times before.

“Goodnight, Dr. Jefferson. Don’t stay up too late.” she replied.

They wished each other a good night and entered their respective homes. 1

After her shower that night, Miranda didn’t pick up her research papers as usual. Instead, she took out her mobile phone and scrolled through Paul’s social media account.

He hadn’t set up any “three–day view” or “six–month view” options, so she could scroll through everything from the past eight years. It didn’t take long to go through since she roughly counted that he had posted only about 30 updates in total.

90% of them were about industry trends or the latest research findings. The only post related to Miranda was a recent one–the official Bedford College account had shared a congratulatory message for their lab after their work was published in Nature Biotechnology.

Paul posted a simple “Congrats” in the caption. As she scrolled down, she noticed Silas and Sandy liked the post.

was about to sleep, she noticed Paul had posted something new. She clicked

paused

to like and comment. “Descartes‘

They wondered

one expected this post to be Paul’s official announcement. Of course,

her screen, and a smile tugged at the

heart–shaped function formula by Descartes. It was also known as the

the 17th century, Farisian mathematician and physicist Descartes wandered to Svenland and lived as

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princess learned his true identity, she invited him to the palace to become her math tutor. Over time, their student–teacher relationship began to evolve into

and ordered Descartes‘ execution. Thanks to Christina’s pleading, he was spared death but was exiled back to Farisi. Not long after, he contracted

illness, he continued to write letters to Christina in Svenland, but the king intercepted them. Just before he died, Descartes sent his 13th and final letter, containing only one

formed a perfectly symmetrical heart shape when graphed. The curve would later be called the “Descartes Love Curve”

She put her phone down and fell into a