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?”

Mia answered reflexively. She looked at him in surprise. Was he concerned

some ice for Maya’s foot. She sprained it because of you, so you can’t

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

marital home and taken control of what was supposed to be their bed. Yet she still had to bring said mistress ice for her

thought self-deprecatingly, “Could you be any

instinctively grabbed the plant closest to her, but it fell over and

critical moment,

to stare at Timothy. He’d saved

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

arms and carried her down the stairs. Her face was still pressed to his chest, and she was enveloped by

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

You don’t wanna fall on your head and end up like an

her lips as she gradually calmed down. She looked at the vase which had shattered on the

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

did Mia remember why she’d come downstairs in the first place. She had to

little to see some soil smeared on Timothy’s shirt. It