Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Maya was secretly delighted but didn’t let it show. She pretended to be magnanimous, saying, “I’ll forgive you for Tim’s sake.”

Mia straightened up and looked at Timothy. “Can I go now?”

She didn’t want to spend another second there. She bent down to pick the divorce agreement up and handed it to him. This time, her attitude was as firm as possible.

Timothy looked at the divorce agreement and subconsciously frowned. He hadn’t expected Mia to sign the papers without a fuss this time. Whenever he’d tried to do this in the past, she would have Laura help her.

He’d already thought of the ways he could persuade Laura to see sense, but it seemed he wouldn’t need to do anything.

Timothy couldn’t help feeling uncomfortable. He looked at Mia’s suitcase. Was she leaving already?

He looked at her. “Have you already found a place to stay?”

him in surprise. Was

Maya’s foot. She sprained

so this was still about Maya. For a split second, Mia had thought Timothy was worried about her. It

taken control of what was supposed to

self-deprecatingly, “Could you be any

a step. She instinctively grabbed the plant closest to her, but

moment, someone

stare at Timothy. He’d saved her!

her to him forcefully, making her head smack against his chest. Her cheek was pressed to his chest; she could hear his

away to put some distance between them. Instead of that, Timothy lifted her into his arms and carried her down the stairs. Her face was still pressed to his chest, and

on her feet. They’d been married for three years but had never had any physical contact aside from the accident a

coldly, “Keep your eyes open when you’re walking. You don’t wanna fall on

lips as she gradually calmed down. She looked at the vase which had shattered on the floor, leaving the soil

maids do it. Don’t you have anything better to do?” Timothy frowned. He hadn’t hired a

downstairs in the first

in her eyes. She raised her head a little to see some soil smeared