Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
Finally, Mia couldn’t hold back and snapped, “Mr. Barrett, you’ve been saying I’m playing hard to get. Where’s the evidence?”
“Here,” Timothy replied as he took out a small white bottle from his pocket.
When Mia saw the familiar folic acid bottle, her expression changed.
It turned out that Mia actually lost the bottle at their marital home, and Timothy found it.
No wonder he asked whether she was pregnant yesterday. He probably suspected that she asked for a divorce.
because of her pregnancy.
Mia calmed down. He probably wasn’t even aware of her pregnancy.
After all, Sharon also thought she was preparing to get pregnant when she bumped into her at the hospital. She didn’t suspect her of being pregnant.
However, Timothy couldn’t be underestimated. She was worried that she might be exposed in front of him.
He placed the folic acid bottle on the table as he glared at her.
“How are you going to explain yourself?”
Swallowing hard, Mia wrecked her mind to come up with something.
“Who told you I was preparing to get pregnant? This bottle doesn’t contain folic acid tablets. They’re vitamins.”
“You had all the time to think, yet you’re coming up with such a lame excuse.”
“If you don’t believe it, get a doctor to check it.”
Timothy was skeptical. He tossed the bottle to Heath and took a seat beside her.
“Alright. Let’s clear things up today.”
Mia was stuck in her seat. She couldn’t go anywhere.
Thus, she sat down as well. There was nothing to be worried about. After all, there were only vitamins in the bottle.
After a while, Heath returned with the bottle.
“Mr. Barrett, they are indeed vitamins, not folic acid.”
Timothy looked like he had swallowed a lemon. He didn’t expect it to be vitamins..
Staring at the bottle, he interrogated Mia, “What are you trying to do? Who are you trying to deceive by pretending to take folic acid to make it seem like you’re preparing for pregnancy?”
Mia was at a loss for words.
She snatched the bottle from him and snapped, “Mr. Barrett, that’s none of your concern. Stop meddling with my affairs!”
Narrowing his eyes, Timothy snapped back, “Mia, how dare you?”
“Will you please excuse me, Mr. Barrett?”
Mia no longer wanted to waste more time here. Timothy was always decisive, so why was he so different from
“Wait, we haven’t clarified things yet.”
Timothy blocked her way as he questioned, “Why are you using a folic acid bottle for your vitamins?”
“I like it that way, alright?”
When Mia realized he was in her way, she propped herself up on the table as she attempted to flip over it.
Timothy knew what she was trying to do when he saw her position. Yet, she was wearing a skirt today. When she lifted her leg, the knee-length skirt went up to her thigh, revealing her legs in an instant.
His eyes flared with fury as he held onto her skirt.
Infuriated, he said, “Mia, come down now!”
Who was she trying to show her legs to? (1)
Mia was equally furious. Why should she bear with his temper when they were already divorced?
“No way! You should go away instead!”
However, his hand had been pressing on her legs. She could clearly feel the warmth from his hand.
Her expression turned somewhat uncomfortable as she said, “Get your hands off me.”
Timothy extended both his hands and trapped her between him and the table.
As he leaned into her, he looked right into her eyes and said, “I didn’t expect you to be this bold. Do you enjoy people looking at you?”
By now, Mia was also aware that she was about to suffer from a wardrobe malfunction. Thus, she stopped struggling.
She was in a fit of rage earlier on. Hence, she desperately wanted to get away from the table since he was in her way.
As she lowered her head, her gaze fell upon his neck. He was swallowing hard. Standing this close to each other, they could feel their breaths wafted through the space.
Mia felt like she was about to suffocate.
Mia turned away slightly, “You step aside first.”
Timothy lowered his head and saw that her ears had turned bright red. A hint of amusement flashed across his eyes. He let go of her and leaned back in the booth, stretching his long legs across the aisle and blocking her way.
He handed her the property division agreement and said, “Sign the document.”
Mia glanced at the document and said, “No.”
“You can have the property if you want it.”
“I don’t want it!”
Timothy never had someone else refuse his money in his entire life. He frowned and said, “If you think it’s worth too little, I can give you more.”
Upon hearing his words, Mia smiled mockingly. “That’s too little money for me. I won’t sign the agreement unless you give me your entire fortune.”
“How dare you ask for my entire fortune, you little! Why would I ever give you so much money?”
“I deserve that much because I saved your life. I married you while you were lying unconscious in the hospital.
That was the whole reason you were able to regain consciousness. Isn’t your life worth your entire fortune?”
However, Timothy pursed his lips and said, “That’s impossible. If that is true, we won’t need hospitals anymore.”
It seemed that Timothy wasn’t an easy opponent to deal with.
Mia came down from the table and said, “Either you give me your entire fortune, or I’ll take nothing from you.
You think I’m some sort of beggar?”
Timothy already thought of her as a materialistic person. Thus, she would keep to her act. He would never give her his entire fortune anyway.
Timothy narrowed his eyes and said, “Mia, did you marry me just so you could get my money?”
“How dare you say that? I’m doing well here. What’s a little money if I could help you accumulate virtue? You should be grateful for the blessing I’m bestowing upon you!”
Timothy stared at the sharp-tongued woman in front of him. She really knew her way around words. He gritted his teeth and said, “So, you mean I should thank you instead?”
Mia tidied his crooked tie and said, “After all, meeting me is the obstacle you have to get through in order to secure a good marriage. You should just accept reality as it is.”
Then, Mia tried to cross over Timothy by going over his legs.
However, Timothy grabbed her waist, and she fell into his lap.
1/2:
Mia lay against Timothy’s chest as her skirt covered his long legs.
She could feel the heat coming from his body and the firm muscles of his thighs. His muscles were taut, and they were grinding into her flesh. Mia blushed as she tried to get up.
However, her head bumped into his chin when she tried to raise her head up. It was really painful, and she burst into tears.
Timothy was also in a lot of pain. He rubbed his chin as he tasted the metallic tang of blood in his mouth. Mia kept moving in his embrace, so he had to grab her waist tightly and pull her closer.
“Don’t move!” Timothy exclaimed.
Timothy’s expression turned dark, and Mia was intimidated by him, so she stayed in his arms obediently.
After a while, Mia finally recovered from the shock. She rubbed her head and complained, “Your chin is so hard.
* Timothy’s chin almost made a dent in her head.
Timothy leaned back and said in his hoarse voice, “Shut up!”