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Chapter 0548

Hansel said, “Mimi… I know you’re still mad, but how could you compare yourself to Martha? Mimi… I won’t allow you to degrade yourself…”

Martha was shocked once more. Wait a minute…

Why wasn’t Miranda comparable to her? How was that considered degrading?

“Mimi…”

Martha couldn’t stop herself from cursing, “Mimi, Mimi… My foot!”

With that, she smacked Hansel on the head. Martha was startled when she realized what she had done, but after a few seconds, she couldn’t stop her lips from curling up into a smile!

That smack seemed to have flipped a switch in Hansel, and he immediately let go of Martha’s hand. She didn’t waste another second and fled.

She tossed and turned back in her small bedroom, feeling both angry and worried. She clearly wouldn’t be able to go back to the estate tonight.

She sighed deeply. Was Miranda really not coming back? Who was going to handle this madman from now on?

She felt troubled as she drifted off.

Martha had a hard time falling asleep, but she suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and sat up. She struggled to get out of bed and made her way upstairs to the second floor. Then, she gently pushed open the door to the master bedroom. She just couldn’t help but worry about Hansel…

The next second, a foul stench hit her like a wall, almost making her throw up! Martha fixed her gaze on a large pool of vomit on the floor by the bed. Meanwhile, the culprit was sound asleep!

Martha looked up to the ceiling in resignation. She thought it would be better if her life ended right now!

Hansel got up early the next morning. He shaved his stubble, put on a suit, and cleaned himself up. He looked like a completely different person from the drunkard of the night before.

Martha had already prepared pumpkin soup.

It wasn’t that she was particularly hardworking, but each time Hansel got drunk, he would request the same thing the next morning, “Martha, make some pumpkin soup.”

This time, she was well–prepared.

Just as Martha was about to bring the pumpkin soup upstairs, she saw Hansel coming down the stairs. Mr. Johnson, are you heading out? I made some pumpkin soup. You should have some to warm your stomach,”

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Lost in thought, Hansel looked at the bowl of soup and hesitated for a few seconds. Then, he shook his head and said calmly, “I’m not hungry. You don’t need to trouble yourself to make pumpkin soup from now

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Chapter 0548

With that, he walked out the door.

Martha was stunned. The one time she tried to be one step ahead, she jumped the gun.

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Miranda had been waiting for less than five minutes at the café when she looked up and saw Hansel getting out of the car.

He was dressed in a long coat over a deep blue suit. The sharp lines of his tailored outfit highlighted his broad shoulders and narrow waist. He entered the shop and sat across from her.

There was something in his eyes that made Miranda feel he had changed. She wasn’t sure if it was just a fidget of her imagination or if he had really changed.

That morning, she had received a call from Hansel, “Mimi, I keep my promises. Bring me the documents and I’ll sign them.”

At that moment, the anxiety Miranda felt the whole night finally lifted. She let out a deep breath. “Alright.”

As she waited for those five minutes in the café, she mentally prepared herself for the possibility that Hansel might demand more or intentionally make things difficult for her.

However, to her surprise, he took the pen and documents. After skimming through them briefly, he signed the documents without hesitation.

“Setting up your own lab isn’t easy. I hope everything goes smoothly from here. If possible, send me an invite when the lab is completed,” he said.

Miranda answered, “Thank you.”

Hansel gave her a bitter smile. “I messed up back then, so that’s why I lost you. It’s too late for me to win you back. Although I know you want to draw a clear line between us, I still wish to ask you a question. If we can’t be a couple, can we at least be friends?”

Miranda lowered her gaze. After a minute, she replied softly, “I’d rather not.”