Hansel wasnât one to back down either. He raised his fist and swung back at Paul.
âHow dare you hit me? Who do you think you are?â he snarled as he attacked Paul. âWhen I was being intimate with Miranda back then, your were just a nobody!â
Paul intercepted his punch easily. Unlike Hanselâs furious and hysterical behavior, he remained calm and composed. However, the look in his eyes was cold and steely.
He retorted, âAnd how about you? Who are you to her? A clingy ex- boyfriend who canât let go, or a rapist?â His words cut deep and struck at Hanselâs sore spots.
âYouâre courting death!â Hansel exerted all his strength to free his fist from Paul. Nonetheless, Paulâs grip remained firm and didnât budge an inch.
âThatâs enough!â Miranda had completely recovered by now. She got up from the couch, her trembling hands clutching Paulâs jacket. She didnât spare Hansel a glance and turned to Paul.
With her head lowered, she said, âDr. Jefferson, Iâm sorry you had to see such a terrible scene.â
Paul frowned. âDo you need to call the police?â
Miranda remained silent for a moment and replied, âForget it. Letâs just go.â
âAlright.â Paul respected her decision. He didnât want to meddle in someone elseâs relationship issues.
She continued, âThese are my books. ⦠donât have the strength to carry them now. Can you help me carry them? Thank you.â
Paul bent down and lifted the sack of books with one hand. Then, he supported Miranda as they left together.
Hansel stood rooted to the spot, staring after their retreating figures. In a fit of rage, he kicked over a decorative plant at his feet.
In the car, Miranda watched as the mansion grew smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror. Six years was neither a short nor a long time.
When sheâd first moved in, sheâd been filled with hope for the future. Sheâd imagined them decorating the mansion and managing the garden togetherâ¦
She had never imagined that she would leave the mansion in this manner. In the end, sheâd no longer have anything to do with the mansion. Sheâd also have no further connection to the man living in there.
Miranda rolled down the window, letting the wind mess up her hair. Exhausted, she leaned back against the seat and closed her eyes in
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Miranda slept fitfully, but she was too tired to care. The opportunity to close her eyes and rest for a while was a relief.
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