When Fate Plays Its Hand (Miranda and Hansel) novel Chapter 569

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Paul was waiting for her? What for? 

“Is there something important you need from me?” Miranda immediately became serious. 

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“Yes, and I think it’s… good news for you.” 

“What is it?” Miranda’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. The more Paul teased, the more curious she became. 

“Well, here’s the thing…” 

The previous day, Paul had visited a friend at the neighboring Dunham College and “casually” made a small request. 

“Dr. Fischer has agreed to free up one of their biology labs for you. I went to check it out, and it has all the equipment you need, including the CPRT measurement device.” 

“Really? That’s amazing!” Miranda nearly jumped with joy. 

It was like the perfect solution had fallen into her lap just when she needed it most. She had been. stressed about finding a lab, but Paul had already taken care of everything! 

It felt like being rescued just when she was about to be left out in the cold, and the place was prepared specifically for her. 

Unable to contain her excitement, Miranda rushed forward and grabbed Paul’s sleeve. “Dr. Jefferson, you’re just the best!” Her bright eyes shimmered, practically glowing with gratitude. 

met, 

Even through the fabric of his shirt, Paul could feel the warmth of her hand on his arm. Their eyes n 

and Paul smiled at her. 

It was then that Miranda realized she might have gotten a little carried away. She quickly pulled her hand away. “Sorry, Dr. Jefferson, I got too excited.” 

In her hurry to apologize, she missed the brief flicker of disappointment in his eyes. “It’s okay.” 

“To thank you, you’re coming over for dinner later–no excuses!” Miranda said before darting back to her 

apartment. 

Paul’s previously dim eyes lit up at her words. 

Once inside Miranda’s apartment, Paul took off his coat. He then rolled up his sleeves and headed straight for the kitchen. He washed the vegetables, chopped them, and peeled the garlic. 

Without Miranda even asking. Paul took care of everything before she could. He moved around her kitchen with such ease, seemingly more natural than when he was in his own home. 

This wasn’t the first time they’d cooked together, and over time, they had developed a seamless rhythm. Miranda would reach out for something, and Paul would already know whether she needed salt, sugar, a bowl, or utensils. 

By 6:00 pm, a meat dish, a pasta dish, two vegetable dishes, and a stew were ready on the table. Outside, the wind howled through the dark night, but inside, the warmth and coziness made it feel like a safe 

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haven. 

Miranda knew Paul didn’t drink alcohol, nor would he let her, so she didn’t even bother to ask. She said, Thanks, Dr. Jefferson, for helping me out yet again.” 

“Thank you, Miranda, for treating me to another delicious meal.” 

‘So… we’re even?” She laughed.