Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
Felix handed his notepad to her Instead. She glanced at it and realized he indeed didn’t specify anything. Instead, he only provided Information regarding the time and place. He didn’t mention any suspects.
Once again, he flipped to the first page he had written which said, “Rest assured, Mia. I won’t tell the police anything.
“Your brother misunderstood me, but I don’t feel sorry at all. There’s nothing wrong with liking someone.” Now that he was given another chance, he wouldn’t let it slip,
Women were usually soft¨Chearted. If Mia refused to date him in the future, he would use this as leverage to threaten her.
With a combination of his sweet talk and threats, he was certain that he could win her over.
Mia was speechless when she saw what he had written. Well, her brother did beat him up, after all,
She had to play along to satisfy Felix. Once he recovered, she would see whether she could settle the matter with money.
The news of Felix reporting the Incident reached Timothy quickly.
Narrowing his eyes, he quipped, “How’s culprit?”
too full of himself. Did he really think he could catch the
There was no way that he’d leave any evidence behind once he told his men to get to work.
Heath seemed hesitant. He wasn’t sure whether he should report this to Timothy. Nonetheless, he asked, “Go on, is there anything else?”
“Mrs. Barrett went to the hospital. It seems like she’s taking care of Felix now.”
Timothy froze. He couldn’t believe his ears. How dare Mia go to the hospital to take care of that cunning bastard?
Adjusting his tie, he snapped. “That’s so kind of her, isn’t it?”
Right after he taught Felix a lesson, she eagerly went to the hospital to take care of him. She was literally disregarding him.
Could it be that she liked Felix? But didn’t she say the opposite last time? Indeed, women were skilled at deception.
Palpable tension hung in the hotel room.
Timothy looked like someone had just punched the living daylights out of him. Feeling terrified. Heath dared not utter a single word.
He knew Timothy would definitely be furious once he reported this situation to him. Yet, if he didn’t report it and Timothy found out later, he’d surely be fired.
Sometimes, he’d rather face the consequences right away than have to anticipate it.
Heath glanced at his watch, and added in a strained tone, “Mr. Barrett, you have to attend a very important banquet tonight. It’s hosted by the music colossus, Clement Sallow.
“It seems like he intended to pave the way for his daughter. He had called several times to invite you after learning you were in town.”
Heath thought Clement seemed intrigued to introduce his daughter to Timothy instead.
Timothy remained silent. He took out his phone and contemplated texting Mia. However, he didn’t know what to say, so he called her instead.
Meanwhile, Mia was peeling fruits for Felix. Her phone rang all of a sudden.
The caller ID was “Scumbag”.
Her face was flushed as she muttered, “I have to answer the call.”
In a hurry, she left the ward with her phone. She didn’t expect Timothy to call her. Could it be that he had come back from his business trip?
She cleared her throat before answering. “Anything?”
His voice sounded cold on the other end of the phone. “Well, Mia, I didn’t expect you’d be so generous. Why haven’t I realized that back then?”
“What do you mean?” Mia was scolded for no reason. Nonetheless, she couldn’t wrap her mind around what he meant.
“What do I mean? Are you trying to play dumb right now? My staff told me you were taking care of that cunning bastard at the hospital.
“Didn’t you say you didn’t like him? Why are you taking care of him as soon as he’s injured?” Timothy didn’t even realize his voice was dripping with jealousy. He felt like he was having some difficulty breathing.
Ma wasn’t entirely pleased when she was criticized out of nowhere. She scoffed. “Why? Do you have a problem with them? I did say I didn’t like him, but that doesn’t stop me from leading him
1. on. After all, that’s what makes me a maneater.”
He felt like his blood pressure skyrocketed after her remark.
Just then, someone entered his suite. It was a beautiful woman.
“Mr. Barrett.” He spun around and glanced at the woman, narrowing his eyes.
Clearly, Mia also heard the woman’s voice from the phone. She couldn’t help but sneer, “Didn’t you. say you’re on a business trip? And you have the audacity to criticize me! Asshole!”
She hung up right away.
Recalling the woman’s voice, she realized that it didn’t sound like Maya. Was he interested in another woman again?
It seemed men were all bastards.
On the other end of the phone, Timothy felt extremely unpleasant after being scolded and hung up on. He glared at the woman at the door, saying, “I didn’t request any special services.”
Timothy’s reaction put that woman in an awkward situation. “My father told me to come to you. Mr. Barrett. He gave me the room card too, asking me to seduce you. But I can’t bring myself to do this, so I’d like to negotiate with you in person.”
“You don’t have no right to negotiate with me,” he replied expressionlessly.
His eyes stared at his phone screen that displayed the disconnected call. He scowled with irritation.
The sheer idea of Mia becoming a playgirl annoyed him so much. He made a mental note to himself to deal with all the backup men she had.
Meanwhile, Mia returned to the room after the call, which was still affecting her mood.
Felix wrote, “Who was that?”
There was a hesitant silence. “My ex¨Chusband.”
Her reply stunned him, reminding him of the warning from the men who beat him up. He broke in a cold sweat.
Still, he kept convincing himself to get it out of his head. That incident should have nothing to do with Mia’s ex¨Chusband, Felix believed.
Felix didn’t pry further, deciding that it was best he shut up.
Mia felt relieved. If he had asked questions, she wouldn’t have known what to answer.
Soon after, Janice came over with a lunchbox. “Felix, you must be starving. I made your favorite!
There’s chicken soup too.”
The smell of chicken soup made Mia hungry. Dishes filled with the table within no time, including the chicken soup. It was indeed a feast.
“Dig in. Mom, you too,” Felix prompted.
“Mia, come sit. Join us. You’ve looked after him for the whole afternoon.”
Mia was quite hungry. Hunger would drive a pregnant woman like her insane.
When she sat beside the table and wanted to fill her plate, Janice suddenly added, “Mia, we should eat slowly. Felix is injured, so he’s kinda slow. All of these are his favorite.”
Mia’s hand paused midair as she could read between those lines¨CJanice was asking Mia not to steal food from Felix.
She reached for the dishes slowly and looked at Felix. “She’s right. You’re the patient. You should have more.”
After giving a nod, Felix gladly drank the chicken soup and began eating at his own pace.
However, she couldn’t wait any longer with a growling stomach. She thought of getting herself a bowl of chicken soup to stave the hunger off.
Yet. Janice stopped her again. “Mia, I specially made it for Felix. We’re not the patients. We might as well save it for him.”
Mia’s face slightly paled. Her blood sugar level was low, and dizziness kicked in. Fighting through the dizziness, she reached for the sweet and sour pork only to be stopped again.
Janice said, “Mia, the vegetables are fresh today. I bought them from the farmers¡® market. They’re very fresh. You should have more of that. Women should eat more vegetables. It’s good for your diet.”
At that point, Mia lost her smile.
Alone, she finished two plates of rice and a plate of vegetables only to be half full. Fortunately, it was enough to keep her blood sugar level at bay.
After ministering to Felix, Janice realized that the plate of vegetables was squeaky clean. Her expression turned grim. “What a big appetite you have, Mia. Don’t women usually eat less? You finished your rice, too!”
Unable to hold it in anymore, Mia stood. “Mrs. Quilter, are you still hungry? I can order something for you.”
“How sweet. I’d like to have stir¨Cfried chicken. Please order it from a restaurant.”
The mention of stir¨Cfried chicken reminded Mia of the one Patricia made. It was delicious.
Suppressing the discomfort churning in her, she ordered a delivery before looking at Felix. “It’s getting late. I should get going.”
“So soon? Didn’t you order a delivery? We can have it together.”
“It’s alright, Mrs. Quilter. I can eat at home. Besides, I’ve only ordered one serving. It’s not enough for two people.” Mia could barely manage her expression.