Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

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.

as Mia’s voice echoed behind

voice tinged with

out the divorce. Is it possible you’ve developed feelings

me?”

brief tension gripped Timothy’s before he turned to confront her, his tone laced with condescension. “Mia, what gives you the audacity to even propose such an idea?”

it a possibility?” she

seemed more like a thoughtless jab,

the divorce.

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

into marriage a second

Timothy’s subtle reference to their

indifference and disdain,

of unease swept over

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Grandma about the divorce, and I won’t mention anything about you and

her clarity, Mia had no intention of further complicating

over Timothy, causing him to

yours to dictate! Abandon those scheming thoughts of yours,” he retorted before exiting the dining room.

Mia took her seat, her gaze drifting

picked up her utensils and began to eat, though

appeal.

master

the hours ticked away, Timothy remained absent, his absence stretching throughout the

call from Patricia,

classes scheduled for the afternoon, Mia decided to head straight