Chapter 304
Meet My Brothers
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Immediately, Felix chided, âMia, why didnât you tell me Mr. Barrett saved you? I almost missed the
chance to express my gratitude properly. Mr. Barrett, this toast is for you.â
Timothy glanced at the glass in Felixâs hand and smiled halfheartedly.
âI donât drink.â
A wave of awkwardness washed over Felix. He quickly replaced his glass with a cup of tea. saying. âIs
tea okay for you?â
Still, Timothy didnât accept his invitation. Instead, he looked over at Mia, asking, âMia, shouldnât you
also offer me a toast?â
Mia took a deep breath. What was up with him? It was her strategy to mention they were cousins. so
their relationship wouldnât be exposed.
Wasnât he the one who came up with this rule after they got married? Why was he acting up now?
Janice nudged her arm, chiming in, âMia, what are you waiting for? Offer Mr. Barrett a toast! You should
at least do that since he saved you. Itâs only right when he had spent so much money and effort on
your rescue.â
A glass of wine was shoved into Miaâs hands. After a brief moment of hesitation, she muttered, â
Mrs. Quilter, I donât drink either.â
âJust one glass is fine. Itâs not that heavy as well. If you happen to have too much to drink, Felix
can bring you back. Rest assured, heâs a gentleman, and he wonât do anything to you.â
Mia grimaced. She didnât mean it that way.
In the end, she could only force herself to go up to Timothy with her glass. She caught the
sarcasm in his eyes when she met his gaze.
Just then, Felix stood up and took the glass from her, saying, âMia, Iâll drink in your stead. After all,
you havenât fully recovered.â
Timothyâs eyes darkened as he stared at the glass in Felixâs hand.
He snapped, âDid she not mean her sincerity?â
Felix was stunned, suddenly being put in a difficult situation. Initially, he planned to leave a good
impression on Timothy by drinking on Miaâs behalf. He did not expect Timothy to not give in and
insisted on Mia drinking instead.
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A stifling awkwardness filled the room.
Timothy remained seated, his arm simply dangling beside him. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing
his muscled arms. His handsome features were gilded with light, and he looked as perfect as he
always did.
His gaze was fixated on Mia, and she could almost make out her own reflection in his eyes. Quickly,
she averted her gaze and grabbed the glass from Felix.
âTimothy, thanks for saving me last time. This toast is for you.â
She downed her glass in an instant. Her eyes shut quickly from being overwhelmed by the robust.
aftertaste of the wine. It was until then did she realize it was vodka.
She didnât like it at all.
Mia coughed, glancing over at Timothy with teary eyes. Her eyes glistened with tears, making her
seem particularly pitiable in her current state.
Timothyâs expression grew stiff. It made him feel like he was bullying her.
Mia set down the glass in her hand. Her vision was swimming, and she stumbled slightly as she
reached for the tissue.
Just then, two voices called out to her, and both her hands were grasped.