Chapter 4
Meet My Brothers
Maya was secretly delighted but didnât let it show. She pretended to be magnanimous, saying, âIâll
forgive you for Timâs sake.â
Mia straightened up and looked at Timothy. âCan I go now?â
She didnât want to spend another second there. She bent down to pick the divorce agreement up and
handed it to him. This time, her attitude was as firm as possible.
Timothy looked at the divorce agreement and subconsciously frowned. He hadnât expected Mia to sign
the papers without a fuss this time. Whenever heâd tried to do this in the past, she would have Laura
help her.
Heâd already thought of the ways he could persuade Laura to see sense, but it seemed he wouldnât
need to do anything.
Timothy couldnât help feeling uncomfortable. He looked at Miaâs suitcase. Was she leaving already?
He looked at her. âHave you already found a place to stay?â
âNo,â Mia answered reflexively. She looked at him in surprise. Was he concerned about her?
Timothy quickly averted his gaze. âGo downstairs to get some ice for Mayaâs foot. She sprained it
because of you, so you canât leave without doing anything.â
Ha, so this was still about Maya. For a split second, Mia had thought Timothy was worried about her. It
seemed their three-year marriage was nothing compared to his first love.
Mia left the bedroom, walking stiffly. Her husbandâs mistress had barged into their marital home and
taken control of what was supposed to be their bed. Yet she still had to bring said mistress ice for her
foot.
Mia thought self-deprecatingly, âCould you be any cheaper, Mia Bowen?â
As she walked down the stairs, she accidentally missed a step. She instinctively grabbed the plant
closest to her, but it fell over and rolled down the stairs.
At this critical moment, someone grabbed her.
Mia turned to stare at Timothy. Heâd saved her!
He pulled her to him forcefully, making her head smack against his chest. Her cheek was pressed to
his chest; she could hear his beating heart.
Panicked, Mia wanted to back away to put some distance between them. Instead of that, Timothy lifted
her into his arms and carried her down the stairs. Her face was still pressed to his chest, and she was
enveloped by his scent.
Her face was burning when he set her on her feet. Theyâd been married for three years but had never
had any physical contact aside from the accident a month ago.
Timothy said coldly, âKeep your eyes open when youâre walking. You donât wanna fall on your head and
end up like an idiot, do you?â
Mia pursed her lips as she gradually calmed down. She looked at the vase which had shattered on the
floor, leaving the soil scattered. âIâll go clean that up.â
âHave the maids do it. Donât you have anything better to do?â Timothy frowned. He hadnât hired a
house full of maids for nothing.
Only then did Mia remember why sheâd come downstairs in the first place. She had to get ice for
Mayaâs foot.
A hint of self-deprecation flashed in her eyes. She raised her head a little to see some soil smeared on
Timothyâs shirt. It had probably gotten on him when heâd saved her from falling earlier.
He was a clean freak. There was no way he could stand something like this.
Mia wanted to tell him about it, but heâd already turned to head back upstairs. It looked like he was
heading to the master bedroom.
Was he that worried about Maya? He couldnât even be bothered to clean up the soil on his shirt.
Mia let out a ragged breath and headed upstairs with the ice. When she entered the master bedroom,
she saw that Timothy wasnât around. Where had he gone?
Maya leaned against the bedframe and smirked at her. âYou can put the ice down and goâunless you
want to stay here to serve me. Or could it be that you want to see me and Tim being lovey-dovey? It
has been three years since we last saw each other, after all.â
Mayaâs words were pointed; her underlying meaning was clear.
Only then did Mia hear the sound of running water in the bathroom. Timothy was showering in there!
The blood drained from her face. She and Timothy had just signed the divorce papers, yet Timothy was
already raring to fuck his first love!