Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 760

Timothy was eager to find out what Mia had been doing all these years, as well as to learn more about her twins.

If Mia had managed to carry the babies back then, they would be approximately the same age as Ginger.

In this scenario, Ginger could very well be his daughter, which would explain the successful compatibility test on their first attempt.

This couldn’t be just a coincidence!

Mia’s alarm bells rang loudly, and she hastily responded, “You may find it hard to believe, but I suffered from amnesia.”

Timothy internally scoffed at the cliché excuse.

“Judging by your expression, you seem skeptical,” Mia continued. “That’s why I hesitated to mention it earlier. I knew you wouldn’t believe me.”

Timothy furrowed his brows in response. “Please, go ahead.‘

“To be honest, this story feels a bit melodramatic. Back then, I was young and naïve, easily swayed by appearances. I was captivated by my ex’s looks and was determined to be with him.

“However, he turned out to be a scumbag who was involved with other women. His family didn’t approve of me, and he even abused me during my pregnancy.

“It reached a point where I narrowly escaped a life–threatening situation. If it weren’t for my family’s timely intervention, I might not have survived the ordeal with that scumbag and his family.

“The experience left me completely heartbroken and on the verge of despair. I ended up with selective amnesia, conveniently wiping out all memories

that

entangled with him again, my family intentionally kept me unaware of his identity.

bone marrow donation, I wouldn’t have any desire to find him for the

a subtle implication in Mia’s

took a strange satisfaction in repeatedly labeling her ex as a

leaned in closer to him, a bright smile

and willingness to help Ginger by donating your bone marrow. Thanks to you, I

silence fell between

and drew Mia into his embrace, holding her tightly against him.

held a suggestive undertone as he remarked, “In that case, why don’t we

slap him and replied with a smile, “Mr. Barrett, haven’t I already committed to you? I’m

her waist, a silent hint of possessiveness

touch.

his tongue against his cheek, his voice deep as he said, “Consummate,

that’s a verb.”

how

over and settled herself

car’s ceiling as she gazed down at him

apple bobbed slightly. “In four years, it seems Mia has really

way,” he mused silently.

what are