When Fate Plays Its Hand (Miranda and Hansel) novel Chapter 731

Chapter 0731 

So what of it? 

Love was neither a mere distraction nor a casual game. Once you stepped into it, it demanded your full 

devotion. 

And Miranda had so much left to accomplish. There were countless projects to complete, countless experiments awaiting her attention. 

The vast ocean of “Science“, the towering peaks of “Nature“, the threshold of academia she had just begun to cross–she had only taken the first steps in her journey to conquer the world of research 

With so much unfinished business demanding her energy, how could she afford the time or space for 

romance? 

After listening to her words, Paul felt a subtle heaviness settle in his chest. But it wasn’t entirely unexpected. 

If she were the kind of person who would dive into a relationship so easily, she wouldn’t be Miranda Sutton. 

“I understand,” he said at last. A soft sigh escaped him as a smile slowly formed, spreading to his eyes. 

Miranda returned the smile. “Dr. Jefferson, was the roasted potato good?” 

Paul nodded. “It’s sweet.” 

Then next time, it’s on me again.” 

“Alright.” 

They then exchanged goodbyes at their respective doors and went inside. 

The first thing Miranda did was unwrap the blue roses, carefully dividing them between two vases. She paired them with the baby’s breath she already had at home, and the blue–and–white arrangement was strikingly beautiful, fresh, and elegant. 

She placed one vase on her coffee table and took the other to Paul’s door. After knocking gently, she handed it to him once he opened the door. “Dr. Jefferson, here you go. Put it on your TV stand. It’ll look great there.” Paul looked down at the arrangement. The vivid blue roses were framed by delicate white baby’s breath. It was a pure and breathtaking combination, reminiscent of a clear sky dotted with clouds. 

For a moment, he didn’t know whether to be surprised or amused. He was surprised that she had thought to share half the flowers with him, yet amused at how Sam’s grand gesture ultimately seemed so ordinary in 

her eyes. 

Just like Paul’s earlier, tentative confession, which she had gently deflected with her characteristic 

calmness. 

It seemed neither of them held any special advantage in her heart. 

“Dr. Jefferson, why is it so dark in here?” Miranda glanced past him, noting the unlit living room shrouded in shadows, with the curtains drawn tightly shut. 

Paul hesitated, his eyes flickering. “I went straight to the bedroom when I got home, so I didn’t bother turning 

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on the lights 

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know.” 

“Ah, I see…” Miranda didn’t dwell on it. “Well, get some rest. I’ll head back. 

“Alright.” Paul watched her retreat to her apartment before closing the door. 

He glanced at the vase in his hands with a faint smile tugging at his lips. Then, in the darkness, he walked to his TV stand and carefully set the vase down.