Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 311

Mia clicked her tongue in frustration, realizing that today hadn’t unfolded as smoothly as she had hoped.

Originally intending to work some extra hours at the studio, she unexpectedly came across Felix and Janice sharing a meal.

The awkwardness continued when she found herself in the same restaurant as Timothy.

To make matters worse, she unwittingly took a sip from a glass of whiskey that had been mistakenly served to her.

Perhaps Mia should consult the almanac before venturing out in the future.

Timothy stood just outside the walk–in closet, his tall and slender figure commanding attention.

His gaze remained fixed on Mia, who had just made disparaging remarks about him.

As Timothy stood there, a flood–of memories from a distant past washed over him.

In those bygone days, every time he returned home from work, Mia would respectfully stand by his side like a devoted attendant.

Together, they would proceed to the bedroom’s walk–in closet, where she had already laid out the

clothes he would change into for the night.

Despite being accustomed to her constant presence, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something

was amiss during this period. However, he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

It wasn’t until he saw Mia standing in the dressing room that he finally became aware of what had

been missing all along.

In a casual tone, Timothy spoke, “Have you got nothing to say? You were quite eloquent just a moment ago.”

I seldom speak negatively about

backs.”

charade. Did I mishear your words

correctly. What I meant is that I typically express my criticisms directly to people rather

those words, Mia immediately noticed

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swiftly exited the dressing room, choosing not to entangle herself in

demeanor, her mood unexpectedly lifted.

years of marriage, Mia had become well–acquainted with the art of

course, knew how

only to be callously discarded by him, why

to accommodate and please

Mia’s eyes, realizing that she was intentionally

to provoke him.

become picky and hard to please? Even when your taste used to be

remember the time you accused me of being

a

not forget when you insisted on wearing those ill–fitting shoes,

went to several stores and thoughtfully selected suitable

pointed out they didn’t quite align with your status. These are just a few instances. How can you assert you’ve never made things difficult for me?”

out all her grievances, laying bare

maintained

intense shadows in his

his anger.

the emotion she sought

failed to respond with anger, it would indicate that Mia’s words had not achieved the intended

to be struggling in

frown as she vouched for Holly’s

Holly’s considerable improvement.