Novel1Chapter 342 Carter's voice was trembling with surprise and emotion, emotions he wasn't accustomed to, making his words cout a bit jumbled.
"I don't think. I ever told you when my birthday was," he murmured, staring at the cake in front of him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMiranda chuckled softly. "Remember when you signed up for the club membership? You needed to show your ID, and I happened to catch a glimpse." She had noticed Carter's birthdate back then, and since it was close to the present day, it had stuck with her. Running into Carter today was a happy accident. She overheard him on the phone with his mother, his initial excitement turning to disappointment, and she could guess why.
Passing by a bakery, she decided to get him a birthday cake. After all, he'd been her chauffeur for the day and even kept her company on her shopping spree, so why not? Carter was taken aback, and then broke into a smile, staring at the cake in disbelief. "You're the first person in a long tto remember my birthday and even celebrate it with me." Miranda was a bit taken aback. She almost blurted out, "Is it really that bleak?" "My parents, ever since they've had affairs, don't remember my birthday anymore. They usually realize after it's passed and just sendsmoney." Carter chuckled, as if recounting someone else's story. "So these years, I either gather sfriends to celebrate, or just skip it. Honestly, it's more fun with friends than family." Though Carter spoke about his family with a nonchalance that seemed genuine, Miranda detected a hint of sadness.
But for him, that sadness seemed insignificant. It was just another emotion, like happiness or anger.
Growing up in such a family had shaped his outlook and way of dealing with life. Miranda had to admit, Carter had a unique charm about him.
"But you remembered my birthday and gota cake. This is the happiest birthday I've had in years." His smile was sincere, and he didn't try to hide the tears he wiped from his eyes.
Miranda raised an eyebrow. "Alright, dig in." Carter wiped his eyes once more before diving into the cake with enthusiasm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMiranda picked at her slice, eating slowly, while the guy across from her devoured his piece like someone was going to snatch Just as Carter was about to take another bite, someone swooped in and took the cake away. He looked up, annoyed. "What the heck is your problem?" Miranda blinked at the newcomer. "Jasper?"
Jasper held the cake, glancing between Miranda and Garter. M "Seriously, Miranda? When did your taste drop to this level?"
Jasper frowned. "Are you sure this date won't get you in trouble with Elian? We've knowny known each other a long time, so I'm telling you, Elian won't be happy if he finds out." en Miranda paused mid-bite. "What?" Jasper was on a roll with his assumptions. A date? Really? Carter's expression darkened. "What's wrong with my taste? Are you saying I'm not good enough?"
Jasper eyed Carter, delivering his verdict with biting precision. "Well, aside from your looks, there's not aside f much to talk about." Carter wanted to punch him but hesitated, fearing the cake would be destroyed. "Just giveback the cake!" mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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