Chapter 25
Meet My Brothers
Mia thought that if she ever told anyone else about it, she would probably get snuffed out!
Timothy pursed his lips and scoffed, âDonât get ahead of yourself. I was just pretending for Grandmaâs
sake, Iâm not interested in you.â
Mia stood up. âThat means I can leave now, right?â
âHold it. What if Grandma finds out you leave alone in the middle of the night? How am I supposed to
explain things to her?â
Mia thought about Lauraâs chilly hands. Hesitating, she asked, âWhen is Grandma going to get
surgery?â
âDidnât you hear her? She refuses to get one.â
Frowning, Timothy added, âBefore she agrees to get the surgery, donât tell her about our divorce.â
âAlright,â Mia agreed without hesitation. âIâll try my best to get Grandma to agree to the surgery.â
Timothyâs expression improved. âLetâs sleep.â
Mia took out her phone and sent Patricia a text. âAunt Patricia, I wonât be coming back tonight. Help me
inform Dominic.â
She had promised to head back tonight, but there was no way she could leave now.
Lauraâs health had deteriorated. Mia couldnât let Laura worry about other things before she got the
surgery.
After all, she had put up with everything for three years, so what was the harm in waiting for a few more
days?
Once Mia finished texting, she looked around for a couch but couldnât find one. There was only one bed
in the
room.
She walked into the closet. âI remember seeing some extra bedding in here. Iâll sleep on the floor. Itâs
summer anyway.â
Alas, when Mia opened the drawers, she didnât find any bedding.
It didnât make sense to her. She knew there used to be extra sets in here.
Timothyâs voice rang out behind her. âGrandma arranged everything on purpose.â
The situation dawned on Mia as well. She realized that Laura genuinely wanted her to have a baby.
Unfortunately, she couldnât tell Laura about the divorce yet.
Feeling a little awkward, Mia looked at the only set of bedding that was covering the only bed in the
room. She felt conflicted. âWhat now?â
âLetâs just sleep like that. Donât worry. If I wanted to do anything to you, I wouldnât have waited this long
to do it.â
Miaâs eyes flashed mockingly. He was right, of course.
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She lay down on one side of the bed, but there was no blanket. It would be a little cold with the air-
conditioning on.
Timothy passed the blanket to Mia and said, âTake it. Iâm not cold.â
Mia didnât try to be courteous with him. She was pregnant, so she couldnât afford to get a cold.
As Timothy lay on the other side of the bed, he found himself unable to fall asleep.
He looked at the woman who lay with her back toward him. His gaze was a little complicated. He
couldnât
describe what he felt.
After a while, Timothy closed his eyes. Soon, he felt something warm snuggling against him and
nuzzling against his chest.
Timothy looked at the woman who had rolled into his arms on her own accord. Now that she was no
longer
making biting remarks, she looked a lot more docile.
He preferred this side of her.
The next day, Mia woke up alone in bed.
She checked the time and figured Timothy was completing his morning exercise routine. Having lived
with him for three years, she knew his schedule like the back of her hand.
Mia didnât feel the urge to go back to sleep. In fact, she felt a little hungry, so she went downstairs to
make herself some lemonade and prepare a snack.
When she was done, she saw Timothy coming out of the home gym. He instinctively walked toward
her.
When Timothy saw the lemonade and a familiar-looking pastry on the kitchen counter, his expression
softened a little. He assumed that Mia had simply been putting on an act and going against him the last
two days just to get his attention.
Well, she was now obediently preparing a snack for him like she always did.
As he approached Mia with an aloof expression, she picked up the plate as well as the glass of
lemonade and
walked off.
She didnât even look at him or leave anything for him.
Timothy stood in front of the kitchen counter. Staring at the empty glass before him, he poured himself
some
warm water. When he looked down and saw the pieces of lemon on the counter, the water in his mouth
suddenly tasted terrible.
In the past, Mia would prepare lemonade and some energy-boosting snacks for him after his exercise.
When Timothy looked to the side, he saw her munching on something while sitting on the couch. His
gaze
grew rather complicated.
Mia felt his eyes on her, but she forced herself to stay calm and not back down.
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Soon, Laura woke up.
Mia ate breakfast with Laura. Her appetite had gotten a lot better, and she ate far more than she
usually did,