Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 761

Nonetheless, Mia couldn’t bring herself to stay any longer. Ignoring Timothy’s words, she swiftly opened the car door and dashed away.

Observing her departure, Timothy eventually averted his gaze, leaning back against the seat with his legs spread apart.

He loosened his tie, feeling the cool air embrace him.

Unable to resist, he reached for a cigarette, taking a deep drag in an attempt to calm the turmoil within him.

His eyes wandered to their former marital home nearby, brimming with deep contemplation.

As Mia left in her car, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, as she recalled the incident with the little boy, she couldn’t shake off the deep embarrassment she felt.

Her initial intention had been to playfully tease Timothy, diverting his attention

to avoid raising any suspicion on his part, especially at such a critical moment when she wanted to avoid any unexpected complications.

However, she hadn’t foreseen ending up in a situation so awkward and

potentially damaging to her reputation.

Seated in the passenger seat, Peyton spoke up, “Ms. Mia, does Mr. Barrett really have no inkling about your identity?”

any solid evidence yet. By the way, when I visited

there wasn’t anyone.”

peculiar though. Timothy clearly suspects my identity, yet he hasn’t assigned

his true intentions.”

Mia pondered the sight of the marital villa, a sense of

Luna’s falling down the stairs at Aide Castle

temples, Mia sensed an intuition that her memories would soon

that night, Mia returned to the hospital

morning, Mia was startled, her gaze locked onto the ceiling above

she had dreamt about Timothy–both of them entangled in the

dream was that?

years without intimacy, she would begin experiencing

why did it have to be Timothy, of all

her face, and quietly left the hospital room

Mia stepped outside for some fresh air, she saw Timothy emerging from the elevator in a suit, accompanied by a medical staff.

instinctively dropped to his shirt, unable to resist admiring

greeted him, “You’re here at the hospital already? Have you managed

my schedule for the week, so I arrived early to get everything sorted. I’ll be checking in tonight,” Timothy explained.

Ginger and I can swing by

an eyebrow. “Join me at noon.”