Chapter 325
Meet My Brothers
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Immediately realizing her mistake, Mia bit her tongue in regret for her thoughtless words.
Timothy shot a meaningful glance at her and remarked, âWell, itâs not entirely out of the question.â
Miaâs face turned red, and she averted her eyes, murmuring, âOnce Grandma successfully
recovers from her surgery, perhaps we can discuss handling the divorce procedures at the
courthouse.*
As her words hung in the air, a heavy silence settled between them.
The ambiguous atmosphere that had abruptly enveloped them just moments ago dissipated in an
instant.
Timothy regained his composure, leaning back in the cold metal chair. A heavy sensation
weighed on his chest, making it difficult to breathe.
Timothyâs gaze shifted to Mia. He pursed his lips before breaking the silence, âYou know, it might
not be strictly necessary to pursue a divorce.â
Mia couldnât believe Timothyâs words.
She looked at him incredulously, convinced that she must have misheard his words.
Though Mia comprehended each word Timothy spoke, when strung together in a sentence, Mia
struggled to grasp the full meaning.
What did Timothy mean by saying itâs not strictly necessary to get a divorce? Did that imply it was
optional, or was he suggesting the opposite?
Sensing Miaâs gaze, Timothyâs expression grew awkward.
âWhat Iâm trying to say is, I donât have any particular criteria for a spouse.â he said bluntly.
âConsidering Grandmaâs fondness for you, your presence could have a positive impact on her health.
Hence, Iâm contemplating the idea that you can continue being Mrs. Barrett.â
After Timothyâs unexpected revelation, Mia felt as if her brain had gone blank for a moment,
leaving her in a daze.
A profound silence hung in the air. Mia looked at Timothy and moved closer to him.
Timothy lowered his eyes, meeting Miaâs inquisitive look.
He maintained his composure as she drew near, catching a whiff of her subtle yet pleasant
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His eyes held a profound depth, with only the silhouette of Mia reflecting in his gaze.
Unexpectedly. Timothyâs heart raced. Why was Mia getting so close?
Was she perhaps stirred by his words?
Just then, Mia reached out, gently pulling Timothyâs head toward hers. Their foreheads met in a tender
collision, and their breaths intertwined in the shared space between them.
Timothyâs breath caught, and his pupils contracted.
His body tensed, and his gaze became fixed on Mia before him, lingering on her rosy lips.
Shortly afterward, Mia pulled away, remarking, âItâs odd. You donât seem feverish at all. Why do you
sound so peculiar, like someone rambling with a fever?â
Mia had entered into marriage with Timothy, who initially appeared lifeless, partly out of respect for
Laura, but also because she genuinely liked him.
Without that affection, how could Mia have upheld the role of a virtuous wife by Timothyâs side for the
past three years?
Looking at Timothy incredulously, Mia asserted, âBesides, just because you have no criteria for a
spouse doesnât imply that I donât have any.â
Caught off guard, Timothy swiftly retreated, his lips tightly pursed.
Yet, Miaâs voice persisted in his ears. âTimothy, say something. Why the silence? If youâre sick,
you should consult a doctor or at least check your temperature!â
Timothy swallowed hard several times. Standing up from his seat, he walked away from the area.
He felt like Mia had played him for a fool and regretted vocalizing those sentiments.
Despite his slender silhouette, Timothyâs strides betrayed a hint of awkwardness.
Observing his departing figure, Mia murmured, âIf youâre unwell, seek medical attention!â
Timothyâs expression grew grim, and he swiftly made his exit.
Alone in the room, Mia leaned back in her chair.
As she gradually calmed down, Mia couldnât shake the memory of her conversation with Timothy
and his unexpected declaration about forgoing their divorce.
Mia lowered her gaze, unable to fathom what had prompted Timothy to make such statements.
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After three years of marriage, it seemed like Timothy had become distant and perhaps even held
some disdain for her.
If it werenât for Lauraâs support, Mia wouldnât have been able to endure it for such an extended
period. The Barrett family would likely have ousted her long ago.