Mia's suspicious gaze irritated Timothy.
He turned to face her. "Is that how you see me?"
"Isn't it the truth, though?"
"When have I ever acted in such a way?"
Mia slammed her hand on the leather seat. "Don't play innocent! Wasn't it you who had Mr. Shaw talk to me last time, suggesting that I take an additional course in the Music School to delay my graduation?"
Timothy fell silent instantly, acknowledging that he did have that intention last time. But how could he possibly admit to it now?
Mia stared at him intently. "Why aren't you responding? Say something."
Timothy casually crossed his legs, resting his hand on the seat. "I suggested it to Mr. Shaw because I had noticed your talent for playing the piano before. But after you declined, did I ever pressure you?"
Mia turned her head away in frustration, angered by Timothy's slickness.
The car lapsed into silence again. Timothy stole a glance at Mia, admiring her fair complexion and the dimple that formed as she pursed her lips.
Lost in thought, Timothy continued to observe her profile, choosing to stay silent.
Mia had been looking out the window, but then she caught Timothy's gaze in its reflection. It appeared he had been watching her all this time.
Her gaze faltered momentarily; perhaps he was just gazing out the window as well.
Mia wasn't so self-absorbed to assume Timothy was secretly observing her. If she didn't know any better, she might have misunderstood Timothy's behavior as displaying some level of interest in her.
The two remained in silence.
Suddenly, the car jerked to a halt, sending Mia lurching forward. She panicked, instinctively shielding her belly.
But instead of colliding with anything, she found herself securely held in someone's arms. She could only hear Timothy's muffled grunt in her ear. It seemed like he had injured himself.
Once the vehicle stabilized, Mia, still shaken, inquired, "What happened?"
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