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    Mia recognized the familiar document before her and instantly understood its implications.


    “I’ve told you before, I don’t want anything,” she firmly stated.


    She genuinely had no interest in Timothy’s assets.


    Timothy’s brows furrowed in frustration. “I don’t have time for games,” he snapped.


    “Timothy, I’m not ying games. I meant every word I said,” Mia responded earnestly, holding his gaze.


    “You expressed your disdain for being coerced into marriage. Perhaps my initial feelings were


    misguided.”


    *Consider this my way of making amends for any distress I may have caused you over the past three


    years.”


    she continued.


    “I don’t want any financial obligations. I would rather walk away with nothing.” Timothy snapped back.


    Timothy lowered his hand from his temple, locking eyes with Mia’s calm, almond–shaped eyes–a look


    that radiated unwavering tranquility.


    He firmly ced the document between them. “No, it’s my responsibility. I won’t stoop so low as to


    withhold from someone who once stood by my side,” he dered.


    Mia nced at the document and decisively tore it in half. “I appreciate your generosity, Mr. Barrett, but


    I’m


    entitled to decline,” she said firmly.


    A flicker of surprise shed in Timothy’s eyes as he stared at the torn paper.


    Rxing into his seat, he remarked casually, “Very well, just make sure you don’t regret your choice.”


    Turning toward the window, Mia observed the passingndscape, her inner conviction echoing silently.


    “I


    won’t regret this.”


    After all, she had already taken the most precious thing from him.


    A child by her side was all she needed.


    Mia and Timothy were the first to arrive at the courthouse.


    Once theypleted the divorce application, they were informed about a mandatory one–month


    waiting period before finalizing the divorce.


    The news took Mia by surprise. She wasn’t aware of such waiting periods in modern divorce


    proceedings.


    After handing in the necessary documents, Mia exited the courthouse, stealing a nce at Timothy.


    “We’ll return in a month then. Trust me, I won’t have any regrets. Just make sure Grandma’s surgery is


    scheduled promptly,” she asserted.


    With a heavy tone, Timothy replied, “I understand. There’s no need to reiterate.”


    As Timothy briskly walked away, Mia stopped in her tracks, choosing instead to g down a taxi.


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    From his car, Timothy watched Mia’s departure in the taxi before turning his attention elsewhere.


    In the passenger seat, Heath cautiously began. “Mr. Barrett.”


    Impatiently. Timothy cut him off, “What is it?”


    “Ms. Lane has been trying to reach you multiple times. She insists on discussing something.” Heath


    informed.


    Material ? N?velDrama.Org.


    With a contemtive gaze, Timothy lowered his hand and stared out the window. After a brief pause,


    he


    replied, “Alright.”


    With that, the sleek ck car swiftly exited the vicinity of the courthouse.


    Mia attended her college sses as she usually did, but her mind was elsewhere, constantly revisiting


    the


    morning’s courthouse events.


    She had mentally steeled herself to finalize the divorce, but the unexpected waiting period had thrown


    her off


    bnce.


    As evening approached and Mia made her way home, her phone buzzed with an iing call from


    Connor.”


    Mia, when can I expect your friend to send over those medical records for my review?”


    “Connor, there’s no need for that now. They’ve arranged a capable doctor for the surgery.”


    “Alright, I understand.”


    Connor had wanted to assist Mia, hoping to bolster her reputation among her peers, but once more, the


    chance had eluded him.


    Letting out a sigh, he wondered about the intricacies of his profession. While he wished to help Mia,


    there was


    also a part of him that hoped she wouldn’t feel the need to seek his assistance.


    It was indeed a conflicting sentiment.


    Soon after, a message notification from Maya appeared on Connor’s phone: “Connor, can we meet?


    Grandma


    Laura’s surgery is crucial to me.”


    With a furrowed brow, Connor promptly closed the chat, choosing to ignore the message. To him,


    certain


    matters were best left unaddressed.


    After ending the call, Mia arrived home to find Martha there, with Timothy noticeably absent.


    Sensing Mia’s possible distress, Martha tried to offer some sce, suggesting, “Mr. Barrett is often


    busy with


    work.”


    “Maybe you should take some time for yourself. If you’re feeling bored, perhaps a shopping trip could


    lift your spirits.” Martha suggested.