When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Chapter 0553 Miranda and Paul washed the plates and cleaned the kitchen together. Then, they stepped outside to take out the trash.

She slipped on her winter jacket and grabbed the garbage bag as she stepped outside. He returned from his apartment with two large bags.

"Dr. Jefferson, how long has it been since you took out the trash?" Paul hesitated before replying, "About half a month ago.

Miranda was speechless. She hadn't expected that from a professor like him. Fortunately, the bags only contained packaging materials and plastic bags-nothing like leftover food that would rot or smell.

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**Let's go." As they headed downstairs, they ran into their elderly neighbors, Christopher Zant and Emily Laye. After tossing their garbage, the couple strolled hand in hand as they returned home.

"Ah! It's Paul and Miranda taking out the trash." "Yes, it's us." Paul nodded.

Emily smiled at Miranda. “What delicious dish did you make today? We could smell it from downstairs." "Mushroom risotto." "Oh! Is that from the box of mushrooms Paul received yesterday?" When Paul picked up a package yesterday, he ran into Emily, who was returning from grocery shopping. He casually asked her for tips on storing mushrooms.

Miranda nodded.

Emily's smile widened. "One of you provides the ingredients, while the other cooks. You two living across from each other seems like fate. You know each other so well, so why not just get together?" Elders often spoke their minds without holding back.

At first, Miranda didn't catch on, but Paul's cough snapped her back to reality. She quickly waved her hands. "No. You've misunderstood-" Emily raised her hand to interrupt her, "You don't have to explain. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters. Con, dear. Let's go home." "Hey," Christopher said, chuckling. “There you go again. You're always saying things that make them blush.

"What's wrong with what I said? Remember how we met because we lived in the sbuilding? Back then, people were way more uptight. It took us two years just to admit we liked each other. Things are so much more relaxed now. You've got to give the younger generation a chance." As they walked away, their chatter faded into the distance.

Miranda's cheeks flushed while Paul didn't know where to look. Later, they silently descended the stairs +25 BONUS Chapter 055 1.

and quietly took out the trash.

7-" "You- They spoke at the stime. When their eyes met, they were taken aback before breaking into laughter.

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"Those two are really in love. They're the perfect example of growing old together, right?" Miranda said. "They're retired professors from the Department of Astrophysics at Queenstone College. They don't have children, so they've always been there for each other." "Wow, really?" She was impressed.

Christopher and Emily looked educated, but Miranda hadn't om expected them to be professors, especially in astrophysics. Still, something intrigued her. "Why didn't they have children?" Paul removed his scarf and wrapped it around Miranda's neck. He tilted his chin forward and asked, Want to take a walk? It'll help burn off sof that food." His gesture felt so natural, as if he had done it countless times before, that it left her no chance to refuse.

The scarf was a light brown-short and thin-but she felt its warmth as soon as it touched her skin. It felt soft and smooth.

When she ran her fingers over it, she recognized it as llama wool. It was ΟΠ also referred to as theber queen". It had the softness of cashmere and the shine of fur, with fibers that could be as fine as 18 to 19 microns.

It was an incredibly rare and expensive fabric. But that wasn't the main point. What truly caugh Miranda's attention was that the scarf, just removed from Paul's neck, still radiated his warmth. It also carried a distinct, woody scent.

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