Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen ) novel Chapter 851

Upon hearing this, a hint of wariness flashed in Mia's eyes. Could it be that Timothy had already sensed something?

Their gazes locked for a brief moment. Unable to contain her curiosity, Mia spoke up, "What do you think I'm hiding?"

"It sure seems like you're withholding something from me about Ginger's condition," Timothy remarked.

"You're reading too much into it," Mia replied. "At first, I was reluctant to share this with you, but who could have anticipated that Ginger would need your bone marrow? That's why I intentionally reached out to you."

"Is that all there is to it?" Timothy narrowed his eyes.

"What else could there possibly be?" Mia countered. "If it weren't for Ginger's illness, you would have gone on completely unaware of her existence for the rest of your life."

As Mia's words trailed off, Timothy suddenly grasped her wrist, his gaze piercing. "Mia, since I played a part in saving Ginger's life, I believe I have the right to visit her."

"No, you don't!"

"You're simply trying to deflect your guilt!"

Mia's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't anticipated Timothy's ongoing suspicion. How could she bluff her way through this?

Just as the tension between them escalated, Peyton intervened, "Ms. Mia, it's time for your doctor's appointment. We need to leave."

Breathing a sigh of relief, Mia turned toward the door. However, Timothy quickly caught up, questioning, "Why do you have a doctor's appointment?"

"Well, typically, one schedules a doctor's appointment for medical reasons, right? What other reason could there be?" Mia replied curtly, striding toward the car with Peyton by her side.

She whispered to Peyton, "I don't want to see him."

The next moment, Timothy found himself blocked by the other bodyguards, watching helplessly as Mia got into the car and drove away.

"Timmo, what exactly did you do to upset Ms. Mia? Could it be that you didn't attend to her properly last night?" Miguel inquired seriously, his hand resting on Timothy's shoulder.

Timothy's demeanor soured, his lips forming a thin line. "Get your filthy hands off me."

"Hey, Timmo, what's with the attitude? Just because you're handsome doesn't mean you can cozy up to Ms. Mia and change your life."