Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
Just as she voiced her request, Connor walked in, holding a meal box. “Mia, you must be hungry. I brought you some food.”
Mia appeared confused as she motioned to Ursula next to her. “Connor, didn’t you arrange for Ms. Steele to fetch me something to eat?”
A look of confusion crossed Connor’s face. “I never hired a caregiver for you.”
Turning her gaze toward Ursula, Mia asked, “Could there be a mix¨Cup? Are you sure you’re here for the right person?”
Checking the records, Ursula responded, “There’s no mistake. You’re listed as patient Mia in bed number 3.”
“In that case,” Mia probed further, “Did the person who contacted you leave a name or any details?”
“Yes, the last name provided was Barrett.”
Could she be referring to Timothy?
Mia was startled to learn that Timothy had arranged for a caregiver. A whirlwind of emotions swept over her as she tried to decipher Timothy’s intentions.
At the mention of Timothy’s name, Connor’s expression darkened.
It seemed that Timothy harbored ulterior motives regarding Mia. It was evident from his decision to hire a caregiver for her.
With a steely gaze, Connor addressed Ursula. “We don’t need your services here. You may leave.”
Frustrated, Ursula made a swift call to the person who had initially engaged her services, saying, “Hello, I’ve just spoken with Ms. Bowen in bed number 3.
“She insisted that she doesn’t need any caregiving assistance. Please ensure my payment covers the hours
I’ve put in.”
With a note of confusion; Heath asked, “Why would she refuse your help? It’s mealtime now. Did you ensure she got her meal when she woke up?”
“She seems to have a special rapport with Dr. Lane,” Ursula remarked. “Since he’s handling her meals, an additional caregiver isn’t necessary.”
Ursula’s expression darkened as she commented, “Ms. Bowen possesses an undeniable charm. Within this hospital, Dr. Lane is highly regarded and esteemed.
“Yet, I’ve never seen him exhibit such attentiveness toward any other patient as he does with Ms. Bowen. She truly distinguishes herself.”
Heath felt a mounting unease, wondering how he would relay this information to Timothy.
After concluding the call and settling Ursula’s payment, Heath made his way back to his office.
Upon entering, he found Timothy deeply engrossed in paperwork, further fueling Heath’s internal turmoil.
How was Heath going to navigate this delicate matter?
Checking his watch and catching Heath’s concerned look, Timothy asked, “What’s the matter?”
“Actually,” Heath began, coughing slightly, “Ms. Steele reached out to me seeking compensation.”
“Does this mean Mia is set for an early discharge?” Timothy asked.
“Not precisely. It’s a nuanced situation. Perhaps you should listen to the recorded conversation to grasp the full context,” Heath proposed, his voice tinged with apprehension.
Upon hearing the recording, a palpable tension filled the room.
Glancing at his phone, Timothy realized he had indeed underestimated Mia’s charm.
It made sense why the doctor had an unfriendly demeanor toward him during their encounter.
With a determined look, Timothy instructed, “Find out more about that doctor.”
As Heath returned Timothy’s phone, Timothy noticed an incoming call labeled “Grandma.”
Answering it, he greeted, “Hello, Grandma”.
“Tim, is it about time for Mia’s prenatal appointment?”
Timothy’s eyebrows slightly raised at the mention of the prenatal appointment. He almost forgot the fact that
Mia was “pregnant”.
“Understood.” It was an ambiguous answer.
“What do you even anderstand? You would’ve forgotten about it if it hadn’t been for my reminder, would you?
“Bring Mia to my hospital for a prenatal appointment tomorrow,” instructed Laura before hanging up the call.
He kneaded his temple before eyeing Heath. “Secure an appointment with the O&G department for tomorrow.
Do not let Grandma catch on it.”
Heath nodded and hurriedly left the office.
Timothy took his phone out to text Mia. “Come to the hospital tomorrow morning. Grandma wants to see you.”
At the same time, Mia finally felt alive after having a meal in her ward.
Connor stood next to the bed. “Bring these medicines home. The results of the pregnancy test aren’t out yet.
I’ll let you know once it’s out.
“Go home and get some rest. Don’t push yourself at work. Don’t forget to take folic acid.”
“Got it. Connor, I’ve been wanting to ask something, but I forgot about it a moment ago¨Caren’t you a veterinarian?”
It was weird that she bumped into Connor there when it didn’t seem to be a vet.
He rubbed the tip of his nose, feeling awkward. “That was a joke. I aspired to be a veterinarian, but reality and dreams are two different matters.”
Mia nodded, thinking that he had a point.
He hurriedly changed the topic. “I’m on duty today. I’ve asked Liam to pick you up. He wrapped up his shooting today.”
Right when she was going to turn down the offer, Liam called her. “Mia, I’m turning into the hospital’s parking lot. I’ll be there soon.”
Memories of reporters taking his pictures occurred to her. As an afterthought, she wore a mask in case of that event came to pass.
Noticing an MPV near the elevator, she strode over and hopped into the car.
She scrutinized the area. “Liam, are you sure there’s no reporter at your heels this time?”
“Don’t worry. They didn’t manage to catch up with my driver. Mia, Connor told me that you ran a temperature.
Is it because of work? Why don’t you resign? I can look after you.”
She found it hilarious. “I’m fine. It was just a cold. By the way, your movie seems promising. I can’t wait for its
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“The action scenes are mainly my part. When the time comes, you’ll be able to see how cool I am!”
The sight of the wound covering his arm wrenched her heart. “Liam, that award¨Cwinning actor is so unprofessional. Why couldn’t he do those dangerous scenes himself instead of asking you?
“They even earned him recognition by claiming that he performed all the stunts himself. This is so unfair to you!”
Connor’s manager choked on water upon hearing that, and Connor was caught between awkwardness and guilt.
“It’s fine. They pay me handsomely, though. Oh, Mia, would you like to join variety shows? There’s a show called ¡®A Celebrity Dream¡® in the hopper.
“They’ll invite designers to design and renovate houses with celebrities.”
Mia rejected. “No thanks. I’m juggling my studies and a part¨Ctime job at the studio at the same time. I don’t have much time.”
“Oh, well,” Connor sighed at his ungranted wish. 1
Connor wondered just how he could get her involved in show business.
It was only when Mia returned home that Patricia learned that Mia was hospitalized.
Patricia specially made porridge for her, which was slightly sweet to the taste.
Not long after that, Dominic video¨Ccalled Mia to check on her when he found out about her illness.
Mia wore a perky expression, assuring Dominic that it was a small cold, not a terminal illness.
Nevertheless, her family’s concern gave her warmth.
After the video call ended, she lay in bed to rest. But sleep didn’t find its way to her.
She took her phone out, scrolling through her WhatsApp only to find a message from Timothy.
It went unnoticed by her because she was talking to her family.
Completely aware of the need to keep the show going in front of Laura, she replied, “Noted.”
the writer keep mixing up the characters name