Chapter 760
Meet My Brothers
Timothy was eager to find out what Mia had been doing all these years, as well as to learn more about
her twins.
If Mia had managed to carry the babies back then, they would be approximately the same age as
Ginger.
In this scenario, Ginger could very well be his daughter, which would explain the successful
compatibility test on their first attempt.
This couldnât be just a coincidence!
Miaâs alarm bells rang loudly, and she hastily responded, âYou may find it hard to believe, but I suffered
from amnesia.â
Timothy internally scoffed at the cliché excuse.
âJudging by your expression, you seem skeptical,â Mia continued. âThatâs why I hesitated to mention it
earlier. I knew you wouldnât believe me.â
Timothy furrowed his brows in response. âPlease, go ahead.â
âTo be honest, this story feels a bit melodramatic. Back then, I was young and naïve, easily swayed by
appearances. I was captivated by my exâs looks and was determined to be with him.
âHowever, he turned out to be a scumbag who was involved with other women. His family didnât
approve of me, and he even abused me during my pregnancy.
âIt reached a point where I narrowly escaped a lifeâthreatening situation. If it werenât for my familyâs
timely intervention, I might not have survived the ordeal with that scumbag and his family.
âThe experience left me completely heartbroken and on the verge of despair. I ended up with selective
amnesia, conveniently wiping out all memories
associated with that scumbag.
âTo ensure I wouldnât get entangled with him again, my family intentionally kept me unaware of his
identity. As a result, I remain clueless about who he is.â
Miaâs tone grew somber as she added, âIf it werenât for Ginger needing a bone marrow donation, I
wouldnât have any desire to find him for the rest of my life.â
Timothyâs eyes narrowed slightly, sensing a subtle implication in Miaâs words.
It seemed as though she took a strange satisfaction in repeatedly labeling her ex as a scumbag.
Just as Timothy was about to speak, Mia leaned in closer to him, a bright smile gracing her lips.
âMr. Barrett, I truly appreciate your kindness and willingness to help Ginger by donating your bone
marrow. Thanks to you, I no longer need to seek out that scumbag.â
A brief silence fell between them.
Without a word, Timothy reached out and drew Mia into his embrace, holding her tightly against him.
His gaze held a suggestive undertone as he remarked, âIn that case, why donât we consummate our
relationship?â
Mia felt her body tense slightly. She resisted the urge to slap him and replied with a smile, âMr. Barrett,
havenât I already committed to you? Iâm your girlfriend, isnât that proof enough?â
Timothyâs grip tightened around her waist, a silent hint of possessiveness in his
touch.
He pressed his tongue against his cheek, his voice deep as he said, âConsummate,
thatâs a verb.â
âIs this how itâs done?â
With that, Mia flipped over and settled herself on his lap, her head nearly
brushing against the carâs ceiling as she gazed down at him with a teasing smile on her red lips.
Timothyâs Adamâs apple bobbed slightly. âIn four years, it seems Mia has really
come a long way,â he mused silently.
âMommy, what are they doing?â
Just then, a little boy appeared outside the window, clutching a lollipop and gazing up at them with
wide, innocent eyes. @
Spotting the boy, Mia swiftly rose from Timothyâs lap and turned her head,
hoping to avoid being seen by the curious child outside.
Moments later, the boyâs mother hurried over, grasping his hand and scolding gently, âDonât run around
like that.
âMommy, is the lady having fun with the man on his lap?â the boy asked innocently.
Visibly flustered, his mother responded hastily, âUm, yes, theyâre just playing a game.â
Timothy was stunned by the childâs question, while Mia felt a surge of
embarrassment sweep over her.
Clearing her throat, she spoke up, âMr. Barrett, I need to go now and accompany
Ginger.â
âWait.â