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?”

at him in surprise. Was he concerned

some ice for Maya’s foot. She sprained it because

For a split second, Mia had thought Timothy was worried about her. It seemed their three-year marriage was nothing compared to

their marital home and taken control of what was

be any cheaper,

a step. She instinctively grabbed the plant

this critical moment, someone

turned to stare at Timothy. He’d

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

lifted her into his arms and

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

open when you’re walking. You don’t wanna

at the vase which

Timothy frowned. He hadn’t hired a house full

downstairs in the first place. She had to

soil smeared on Timothy’s shirt. It had probably gotten on