Chapter 117

Timothy set down his utensils, fixing Mia with a steady, intense gaze,

Taking a deep breath, Mia inquired, “Why did you replace the doctor for Grandma’s surgery? Maya’s brother is arguably the best in his field. Having him operate on Grandma seems like the safest choice.”

A shadow crossed Timothy’s face, his throat tightening. “Who told you that?”

“I met your mother today during my visit to the hospital,” Mia replied.

Timothy leaned back and asked coldly, “Is that all you wanted to discuss?”

“Timothy, perhaps you should consider agreeing to Maya’s brother’s terms. It doesn’t seem like a loss on your end,” Mia suggested.

A palpable tension enveloped the dining room following her words.

Gazing at Timothy, Mia suddenly felt a disconnect, as if she couldn’t grasp his intentions.

With a smirk, Timothy quipped, “No losses, you say? Is your rush to find solace in another man’s arms fueling this misguided justification?”

“It’s the best decision, for both of us and especially for Grandma,” Mia asserted.

“That’s merely your viewpoint,” Timothy countered.

With a creak of his chair, he stood up, drawing Mia’s attention. “And what about your perspective?” she

pressed.

Mia’s voice echoed behind him. “That’s none of your

his voice tinged

continued, “You’ve been dragging out the divorce. Is it

me?”

tension gripped Timothy’s before he turned to confront her, his tone laced with condescension. “Mia, what gives you the audacity to even

it a possibility?” she

thoughtless jab, aiming to provoke Timothy into

the divorce.

pressed firmly together. “I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it

I won’t be coerced into marriage

catching Timothy’s subtle reference to their previous

indifference and disdain, revealing

A wave of unease

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divorce, and I won’t mention anything

clarity, Mia had no intention of further

over Timothy,

marriage isn’t yours to dictate! Abandon those scheming thoughts of yours,” he retorted

Mia took her seat, her gaze drifting to the barely touched food before her.

and began to eat, though the flavors seemed muted, robbed of their

appeal.

the master bedroom, her sleep

absent, his

day, Mia received a call from Patricia, inviting her over

classes scheduled for the afternoon, Mia

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