Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
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 to the surgery? Sure. I will when Mia’s pregnant. Otherwise, I won’t even consider it.”
Once Laura finished speaking, she turned around and left.
While following her out, Martha quietly assured, “Ms. Mia and Mr. Barrett have a good relationship. I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before they have a child.”
Once Laura left, Sharon side-eyed Mia. “It’s good that she isn’t pregnant. Once Ms. Lane marries into the family, she’ll give birth to your children, Timothy.
“After all, she’s the daughter of the Lane family. Someone with an elite background like hers wouldn’t want to be a stepmother.”
Sharon walked away after saying her piece.
Mia’s eyes flashed with mockery. Well, only someone of Maya’s social standing was worthy of giving birth to the Lane family’s future heir. A commoner like her was unqualified to do so.
She looked at Timothy, who was standing before her. “I never knew you were capable of lying, Mr. Barrett. When have you ever used contraception?”
Timothy was briefly startled, but he soon smirked and asked, “Can I take that as a hint from you?”
What hint?
Mia didn’t expect the stoic and serious Timothy to make such a sleazy comment.
She swiftly shifted her gaze. “You shouldn’t read too much into things, Mr. Barrett.”
Mia wanted to leave, but Timothy stood in her path, Peering down at her, he asked, “Where are you going?
“Home.”
Timothy’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Home? Or do you mean the hotel?”
Mia scoffed on the inside. Was the bastard mocking her?
She took a deep breath and looked at him with an insincere smile, “Why are you asking so many questions, Mr. Barrett? Are you jealous? I suggest you take your mother’s advice and get a medical checkup tomoTION?
“Why do I need one?”
“Why do you need to ask why? It’s not like you’re unaware whether or not I’m the reason why we don’t have a child. I think you need to see a doctor,” Mia remarked,
Timothy’s gaze hardened. “You know full well whether or not I’m perfectly healthy. Didn’t you experience it tha night?”
Mia stiffened, but she stood her ground and replied, “I did, so that’s why I suggest you head to the hospital for a checkup. After all what I experienced was pretty forgettable.”
…
As soon as she finished speaking, she walked out of the bathroom, but she noticed that Timothy’s expression had turned a little unpleasant.
No man would feel good about being insulted in that regard.
On the other hand, Mia was feeling great. She realized how easy it was to relish in someone else’s suffering.
However, she had only taken a few steps when someone hauled her up and threw her over the shoulder. Her world turned upside down.
Flustered, Mia grabbed Timothy’s arm. “Put me down, Timothy.”
“You need to take responsibility for your words, Mia. You know that, right?”
Timothy felt a ball of flames burning in his chest. Mia kept pushing all of his buttons!
Last night, she slept with another man at the hotel, and just now, she mocked him for having issues with his manhood. She was getting too bold.
During that incident a month ago, Timothy had too much to drink.
It had also been his first time, so he lacked experience, but that didn’t mean he had any problems performing in that aspect!
Was he supposed to tolerate such an insinuation?
Worried about the baby, Mia tried to get away from Timothy, but he tapped her thighs and said, “Stop moving.”
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 an entirely different person. All this while, it must’ve been so hard for you to keep up the pretense of being a gentle and well-mannered young woman, huh?”
“That’s right, but since I was getting paid to do a job, I needed to put on a good show,” Mia shot back.
Timothy felt like his heart had been pricked. Clenching his jaw, he asked, “Why aren’t you keeping the act then?
“Have you ever seen someone who bothers to entertain their ex-boss once they’ve left their job?”
“You’ve got quite the nerve, Mia.”
“Thanks for the compliment. I’m aware of that,” Mia retorted.
“When given an inch, you sure know how to take a mile. Tell me. How much money do you want to continue with the job?” Timothy sneered.
Mia felt a sting in her eyes. “What do you mean by that?”
“Well, if you can sleep with that man at the hotel, how is it any different from sleeping with me? I’ll pay you more than him. You’ll be making a killing!”
Mia scoffed to herself. Did Timothy actually think she was selling herself?
Her gaze filled with disappointment. “Timothy, even if you give me a mountain of gold, I refuse to sleep with you.”
She wanted to shove Timothy away, but he grabbed her wrists. “It’s all just for money. How is it any different?”
“It’s because you suck at it,” Mia fired back.
Seething with rage, Timothy blurted out. “It’s normal for a guy to underperform when it’s only his first time!”
All at once, the bedroom fell silent.
Mia blinked. Did she mishear him?
His first time?
Had it been Timothy’s first time?
Did that mean he had been a virgin all along?
Mia never thought she would ever find out such a huge secret. It was something she couldn’t have come up with, not even in her wildest imagination!
Timothy’s eyes flickered awkwardly. He quickly got off the bed and stood aside to adjust his clothes. Once his shirt was all buttoned up again, he was back to his stern and serious self.
Mia sat up and cleared her throat stiffly. She didn’t know what to say to ease the awkwardness.
In the past three years, she came to understand Timothy’s lifestyle habits very well.
He was a clean freak with a compulsive streak.
Timothy had a routine. He woke up at the same time every morning. After going on a half-hour run, he would shower and have breakfast before heading into the office. In the evening, he would come home from work, have dinner, and carry on working in his study before sleeping at 11:00 pm sharp.