Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
Observing Ramona’s remorseful attitude, Mia remained unmoved.
Memories of Ramona’s bullying and intimidating behavior at the restaurant rushed into Mia’s mind, triggering recollections of their school days.
Mia responded with a cold chuckle, “And why should I?”
Her words pierced the air, catching Ramona off guard. It seemed this turn of events was not what Ramona had anticipated.
Ramona hastily spoke up, “Mia, as classmates, I implore you to forgive me this once! I assure you, I won’t make the same mistakes again.
“My family’s business has collapsed, and my dad has been detained. If things persist like this, we’ll be in serious trouble!”
“While you were bullying and spreading false rumors to hurt others, did you ever stop to consider the potential consequences of your actions?”
Seeing Ramona’s speechless reaction, Mia’s expression hardened. “I’ll say it again, I won’t forgive you.”
As Mia started to walk away, Ramona fell to her knees, pleading, “Mia, please forgive me! I’ll apologize in our class group chat and on social media. I swear I’ll never do it again!”
“Let go of me! Who do you think you are, bullying people and then expecting forgiveness just because you apologize? Do you think the world revolves around you?”
Mia would never forget the constant ostracism she endured from Ramona during their school days.
With Ramona now spreading rumors at their class reunion, Mia felt no sympathy for her whatsoever.
Just then, Antonio approached Mia respectfully and asked, “Ms. Mia, would you like me to take care of this?”
Upon seeing Antonio, Ramona realized that he was the middle-aged man she had previously mistaken for Mia’s sugar daddy.
Unbeknownst to her, he was actually Mia’s family driver.
It turned out that Mia’s biological parents were indeed wealthy, making Mia the pampered young heiress of a prosperous family!
Frightened, Ramona quickly released her grip, no longer daring to confront Mia.
Mia shook her head at Antonio before turning around and getting into the car.
Glancing at Ramona seated on the floor through the rearview mirror, Mia couldn’t help but notice her smug expression.
It appeared that Ramona hadn’t changed at all.
As the vehicle left. Ramona sat alone on the ground, looking utterly disheveled.
Her phone displayed several missed calls, all from her mother, urging her to apologize quickly and help her father out of trouble.
Just then, a woman in black sportswear approached Ramona and asked, “Did Mia target you too?”
Ramona looked up and asked, “Who are you?”
“You don’t need to know who I am. What’s important is that we share a common enemy—Mia Bowen.”
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In the car, Mia let out a sneeze, prompting Antonio to quickly adjust the air conditioning.
Upon returning home that evening, Mia couldn’t resist asking Claude about the situation with Ramona.
With a smirk, Claude replied, “Ah, are you referring to your classmate who enjoys bullying others? Mr. Russ got in touch with me that day, so I went ahead and took care of Ramona for you.
“After some investigation, I found out about her history of bullying you. Putting her family’s company out of business was me being lenient.”
Claude’s expression darkened. He wasn’t planning to go easy on Ramona. The collapse of her family’s business was just the start.
Claude was determined to seek double revenge for the bullying and mistreatment Mia had suffered at the hands of Ramona.
Before Mia could reply, Patricia approached abruptly, remarking, “Ramona truly is despicable. She used to target Mia, and we even had to meet with her parents once. Her mother is nothing short of a shrew.”
Claude’s expression shifted uneasily. “Aunt Patricia, they’ve bullied you too?”
“Yeah. Back then, we had no choice but to endure silently. But now, with all of you supporting Mia, it’s time to give Ramona a good lesson.”
Mia couldn’t help but feel exasperated. All she had done was ask a question; she didn’t see Ramona as innocent either.
The next day, Mia received a phone call from Laura. “Hey Mia, do you have some free time in the next couple of days?”
Mia pondered for a moment before responding. “I shouldn’t have anything going on. Grandma Laura, is there something you need my help with?”
“Well after narrowly escaping surgery and enduring a tough recovery. I’ve decided to hold a small celebration. I’d love for you and your brothers to join. Are they available?”
Mia was surprised by Laura’s invitation to her brothers.
The moment felt almost surreal; it was hard to believe!
Mia hesitated before saying, “Um, Grandma Laura, I’ll need to check with my brothers first. I’ll let you know.”
After the call ended, Mia found herself lost in thought even as she ate breakfast.
She couldn’t help but wonder how to bring up the matter with her brothers.
Around noon. Mia suddenly felt a discomfort in her stomach, as if something were kicking inside.
Concerned, she headed straight to the hospital to find Connor.
Upon receiving Mia’s call Connor anxiously waited for her, wheeling a chair along.
“Mia, please sit in this wheelchair. How long have you been feeling this pain? When did it start?”
“Connor, it’s not that serious. I’m just feeling a bit uncomfortable. I don’t think I need a wheelchair; that seems a bit much.”
“Pregnancy isn’t something to take lightly. Please, sit down first. Let’s wait until you’ve been examined before jumping to conclusions.
“Fortunately, I have a friend who came to visit me; he’s a highly proficient obstetrician.”
With that, Mia was wheeled into the emergency room. She couldn’t help but notice a young man in a pristine white coat, his features cold and aloof, exuding an ethereal presence.
She was taken aback; when did obstetricians become this attractive? How had she not noticed before?
Connor introduced, “Hey Nick, meet my sister Mia. She’s experiencing some stomach pains. Would you mind checking on her?”
Mia soon realized that he was the friend Connor had mentioned earlier. She felt herself blush. “Connor, 1-
I think I’d prefer to be examined by the previous doctor.”
“Mia, please don’t be silly. A doctor’s ability is what matters, not their gender.”
Mia felt incredibly awkward. While she had no issue with male doctors, the fact that this was her brother’s close friend made the situation different.
The next moment, the tall, aloof¨Clooking doctor approached her.
He carefully seated her in the wheelchair, holding a sharp surgical scalpel in his other hand. “Don’t worry.
I’m very skilled. You should rethink your decision.”
Nervously, Mia eyed the scalpel in his hand before speaking up, “You know what, upon further consideration, it’s really not an issue. I realize now that I was being superficial earlier.”
“Excellent, that’s the right mindset.” he replied in a languid tone as he wheeled Mia into the examination room.
“Nicholas, she’s my younger sister. Please, examine her carefully!”
“Hmm, you talk too much.”
Throughout the ordeal, Mia’s toes remained tightly clenched. While Connor’s friend was good¨Clooking, he had a stern demeanor.
Following the examination, Nicholas removed his gloves and stated, “The fetuses are healthy.”
“Why have I been feeling uncomfortable recently, ther?”
“As the months progress, the babies¡® movements will become more frequent. Your two little ones in there seem especially mischievous.”
Mia let out a sigh of relief. Her discomfort was simply due to the fetal movements. She had feared it was something more serious.
As her anxiety eased, she discreetly stole a glance at the handsome doctor beside her. It seemed that Connor referred to him as “Nicholas”.
Mia stood up from the examination bed, finding that she didn’t need the wheelchair anymore.
Blushing, she murmured, “Thank you.”
Despite this, Nicholas didn’t acknowledge her. Quietly, Mia left the examination room.
Connor was waiting outside, looking worried. “How did it go?”
“It’s nothing serious, just fetal movements.”
Mia also sensed it was a false alarm. Speaking softly, she asked, “Connor, why have you never mentioned this close friend of yours? Is he known for having a temper?”
“Speaking ill of others behind their backs isn’t very kind, is it?”