Chapter 119

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Mia recognized the familiar document before her and instantly understood its implications.

“I’ve told you before, I don’t want anything,” she firmly stated.

She genuinely had no interest in Timothy’s assets.

Timothy’s brows furrowed in frustration. “I don’t have time for games,” he snapped.

“Timothy, I’m not playing games. I meant every word I said,” Mia responded earnestly, holding his gaze.

“You expressed your disdain for being coerced into marriage. Perhaps my initial feelings were

misguided.”

*Consider this my way of making amends for any distress I may have caused you over the past three

years.”

she continued.

“I don’t want any financial obligations. I would rather walk away with nothing.” Timothy snapped back.

Timothy lowered his hand from his temple, locking eyes with Mia’s calm, almond–shaped eyes–a look

that radiated unwavering tranquility.

He firmly placed the document between them. “No, it’s my responsibility. I won’t stoop so low as to

withhold from someone who once stood by my side,” he declared.

Mia glanced at the document and decisively tore it in half. “I appreciate your generosity, Mr. Barrett, but

I’m

entitled to decline,” she said firmly.

A flicker of surprise flashed in Timothy’s eyes as he stared at the torn paper.

Relaxing into his seat, he remarked casually, “Very well, just make sure you don’t regret your choice.”

Turning toward the window, Mia observed the passing landscape, her inner conviction echoing silently.

“I

won’t regret this.”

After all, she had already taken the most precious thing from him.

A child by her side was all she needed.

Mia and Timothy were the first to arrive at the courthouse.

Once they completed the divorce application, they were informed about a mandatory one–month

waiting period before finalizing the divorce.

The news took Mia by surprise. She wasn’t aware of such waiting periods in modern divorce

proceedings.

After handing in the necessary documents, Mia exited the courthouse, stealing a glance at Timothy.

“We’ll return in a month then. Trust me, I won’t have any regrets. Just make sure Grandma’s surgery is

scheduled promptly,” she asserted.

With a heavy tone, Timothy replied, “I understand. There’s no need to reiterate.”

As Timothy briskly walked away, Mia stopped in her tracks, choosing instead to flag down a taxi.

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From his car, Timothy watched Mia’s departure in the taxi before turning his attention elsewhere.

In the passenger seat, Heath cautiously began. “Mr. Barrett.”

Impatiently. Timothy cut him off, “What is it?”

“Ms. Lane has been trying to reach you multiple times. She insists on discussing something.” Heath

informed.

With a contemplative gaze, Timothy lowered his hand and stared out the window. After a brief pause,

he

replied, “Alright.”

With that, the sleek black car swiftly exited the vicinity of the courthouse.

Mia attended her college classes as she usually did, but her mind was elsewhere, constantly revisiting

the

morning’s courthouse events.

She had mentally steeled herself to finalize the divorce, but the unexpected waiting period had thrown

her off

balance.

As evening approached and Mia made her way home, her phone buzzed with an incoming call from

Connor.”

Mia, when can I expect your friend to send over those medical records for my review?”

“Connor, there’s no need for that now. They’ve arranged a capable doctor for the surgery.”

“Alright, I understand.”

Connor had wanted to assist Mia, hoping to bolster her reputation among her peers, but once more, the

chance had eluded him.

Letting out a sigh, he wondered about the intricacies of his profession. While he wished to help Mia,

there was

also a part of him that hoped she wouldn’t feel the need to seek his assistance.

It was indeed a conflicting sentiment.

Soon after, a message notification from Maya appeared on Connor’s phone: “Connor, can we meet?

Grandma

Laura’s surgery is crucial to me.”

With a furrowed brow, Connor promptly closed the chat, choosing to ignore the message. To him,

certain

matters were best left unaddressed.

After ending the call, Mia arrived home to find Martha there, with Timothy noticeably absent.

Sensing Mia’s possible distress, Martha tried to offer some solace, suggesting, “Mr. Barrett is often

busy with

work.”

“Maybe you should take some time for yourself. If you’re feeling bored, perhaps a shopping trip could

lift your spirits.” Martha suggested.