When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 1016

Paul said, “No one ever mentioned it in front of me.”

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Christine said, “Well, no wonder. Back then, you were juggling biology and teaching yourself physics. You were basically doing the work of two people. And on top of that, you were working on projects with both your mentors after class. Who had the time or energy to deal with all this extra stuff?”

Besides, Paul had always kept to himself. He seemed to be distant from his classmates. There was respect, but little personal connection. Who would dare to bring up these things in front of him?

“You didn’t… tell Miranda this, did you?” he asked.

She nodded. “Yes, I did.”

He was speechless.

“Paul, did I mess up?” Christine, who had never been nervous in academic meetings, was now anxious.

She quickly added, “But I think Miranda seems perfectly fine, so I don’t think it’ll bother her. Who doesn’t have a past, right?”

Despite her words, Paul still felt uneasy. After leaving the study, he kept an eye on Miranda’s mood. As Christine had said, Miranda seemed fine. Even when he invited her to join him to open the gifts, she refused.

He had planned to use the opportunity to bring up “Emilia” and to make sure no misunderstandings lingered in Miranda’s mind. But she didn’t seem to be bothered by it.

about the past rumors about him and another woman. She wasn’t even curious about the box or the gift Emilia

Or perhaps… Was she upset, but he just hadn’t picked up

and lying down in bed, that question kept nagging at him. He couldn’t come

from Emilia. He tore open the box and noticed it was just a plain candle holder with

it but found no note or card inside–just a simple candle. He let out

was shining brightly,

and headed into the kitchen. She checked her phone for the time, only to find an unread Whatsapp

the message–it was from Paul,

“I’ll make breakfast today.”

That was it..

got dressed, and went to knock on the door

with droplets of water still on the back of his

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Chapter 1016

She smiled and

He nodded and motioned for her

she smelled the aroma of fresh pastry. “Smells great…

she said

the fresh croissants were ready. They were a beautiful golden color, perfectly baked, and the crescent shape looked professional. They were just as good as anything from a