Soon, Ivan Levin, the Barretts' family doctor, rushed over.Timothy looked at the blisters on the back of Mia's hand. His gaze darkened as he barked at Mia, "Why are you just standing there? Sit down!"Mia moved toward the couch, but Sharon shoved her aside. "Stop getting in the way. Quick, Dr. Levin. Take a look at Maya's hand. We wouldn't want her wound to leave a scar."Sitting on the couch, Maya glanced smugly at Mia.Mia stood rooted in her spot. It was as if she didn't care at all. Timothy took a quick look at her but didn't say anything.Ivan set down his medical bag and started to inspect Maya's wrist. All he found was a bit of redness. There wasn't even a cut on her skin.With a complicated look on his face, Ivan said, "I don't think I need to check on her.""How can you say that? What if her injury worsens because it didn't get treated on time? Are you sure you can take responsibility for that kind of mistake?" Sharon reprimanded.Ivan adjusted his glasses before repl
Mia sat on the couch. Ivan bandaged her hand before instructing, "For the next few days, avoid letting your wound come into contact with water. You need to let the wound heal first.""Mia, tell me how you got injured," Laura said.Mia glanced at Maya. The latter's eyes shifted evasively.Sharon immediately cried out, "What do you mean by that, Mia? An accident? Don't tell me you're trying to frame Maya. She was just kind enough to try and help you. She got injured, too.""Shut up!" Laura snapped loudly. "Who allowed you to speak?"Sharon clammed up at once, though her expression was unpleasant. Laura, her mother-in-law, had always disliked her. Instead, Laura favored Mia, a woman from a poor background.In the end, Mia calmly answered, "It was just an accident, Grandma. I got distracted while I was making some soup."Her explanation made Timothy's eyes grow thoughtful. Why wasn't Mia making a fuss when Laura was here to stand up for her?"Oh, you silly goose. We've plenty of pe
Maya and Shelly were in similar states of disarray. Their hair and clothes were a mess, and there were marks left behind by the spatula Mia had used."Mrs. Barrett will stand up for me!" Maya shrieked."But you're in the Barrett residence right now, and Grandma Laura is the one who has the final say. Do you think she'll believe you guys or me? "I'm warning you two. Don't try to mess with me, or you won't be getting off so easily next time," Mia growled.Shelly gulped with a look of despair. She knew Mia was right. Laura would definitely believe Mia, that bitch!After saying her piece, Mia walked out of the kitchen.Maya and Shelly crumpled to the floor. They were forced to suffer such treatment without being able to get even.Gritting her teeth, Maya fumed, "I won't be forgetting this! Just you wait!"All this while, Timothy had been standing in a corner outside the kitchen. He had witnessed everything. Cocking an eyebrow, Timothy stared after Mia's retreating figure. He did
Timothy interrupted Sharon by saying, "Let's just enjoy our dinner."Laura looked at Mia with a kind smile and said, "I had them prepare your favorite soup—clam chowder. Timothy, fill your wife's bowl for her."Mia's eyelids twitched. She wanted to reach out for the ladle herself, but Timothy beat her to it. He took her bowl and filled it for her.As she stared at the creamy soup, she suddenly lost her appetite."What's the matter?" Sharon scoffed. "My son personally served you that bowl of clam chowder. Are you turning your nose up at it?"Laura gazed at Mia in concern. "Do you not like it, Mia?""That's not it, Grandma. I quite like the soup."As Mia picked up a spoonful of soup, she felt a pair of eyes on her. When she smelled the soup, she instinctively frowned.She forced herself to take a mouthful but couldn't bear to swallow the second mouthful.A few seconds later, Mia set down her spoon and heaved like she was about to vomit.It was strange. Mia had always liked clam
"I did say I liked you, Mr. Barrett, but I didn't say forever.""Mia Bowen! Do you know what you're saying?"Clutching Mia by the chin, Timothy continued to stare deep into her eyes. He had suddenly realized just how little he understood her.All this time, she remained by his side and took care of all his daily needs. It was as if she could instantly pick up on his thoughts or feelings and do what was necessary to cater to him.Her gaze had been simple enough to read as well. She looked at him with love and adoration.Yet, all of a sudden, that gaze had disappeared.Timothy felt extremely displeased. The thought of her treating another man the way she used to treat him made him want to punch someone. He really wanted to find the man she was with at the hotel and beat him up!Mia didn't back down or retreat from Timothy. They were so close that their noses were nearly touching.Even their breaths mingled in the air between them. The atmosphere became a little strange."Hey! Wh
"Mia, why aren't you answering the question? Say something."Mia cast an awkward glance at Timothy before muttering, "W-What am I supposed to say? You should ask Timothy about it."Why were they making things difficult for her?Save for that one time, Timothy never slept with her, so how was she supposed to get pregnant?Timothy cleared his throat before responding, "Why're you asking about such things, Mom? We've been using contraception. That's why she hasn't gotten pregnant. I don't plan on having any kids yet."When Mia heard his last sentence, she looked down at her abdomen. It seemed like she truly needed to protect this baby of hers.Laura chimed in anxiously, "You're already 30 years old. Why don't you want to have kids yet? I'm afraid I'm going to die before I get to see you become a father.""Grandma, as long as you agree to get the surgery, you'll definitely live enough to see that happening," Timothy said."Hah! Don't even try to use that on me. You want me to agree
Mia had never been treated this way before. She was furious and mortified.Once Timothy had unceremoniously brought her into the bedroom, he tossed her roughly onto the bed.Gritting her teeth, Mia snarled, "Timothy, you bastard! What are you trying to do?"Timothy propped himself up on the bed and looked down at her. "What do you think? I'll let you see whether you'd find the experience forgettable."Mia's eyes flashed. "I refuse.""Now you refuse? You were having so much fun riling me up just now!"Timothy threw his tie aside and untucked his shirt. His gaze darkened as he said, "Go on. Tell me what kind of position you'd like to try this time."Mia felt like she had been insulted!What had gotten into Timothy?With an icy expression, she retorted, "Why are you acting like a raging jerk just because you're embarrassed?""I'm not!""See? You're furious. You can't even take a joke!"Timothy was speechless.He gripped Mia's chin and said, "Mia, you seem to have changed into
Mia thought that if she ever told anyone else about it, she would probably get snuffed out!Timothy pursed his lips and scoffed, "Don't get ahead of yourself. I was just pretending for Grandma's sake. I'm not interested in you."Mia stood up. "That means I can leave now, right?""Hold it. What if Grandma finds out you leave alone in the middle of the night? How am I supposed to explain things to her?"Mia thought about Laura's chilly hands. Hesitating, she asked, "When is Grandma going to get surgery?""Didn't you hear her? She refuses to get one."Frowning, Timothy added, "Before she agrees to get the surgery, don't tell her about our divorce.""Alright," Mia agreed without hesitation. "I'll try my best to get Grandma to agree to the surgery."Timothy's expression improved. "Let's sleep."Mia took out her phone and sent Patricia a text. "Aunt Patricia, I won't be coming back tonight. Help me inform Dominic."She had promised to head back tonight, but there was no way she cou