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    “Martha, I’m okay. I get that he’s swamped with work, Mia replied, attempting to maintain a facade of


    normalcy.


    Later that evening, she spent some time with her prenatal instructor, immersing herself in the essential


    aspects of pregnancy–a realm that demanded her immediate attention.


    Moreover, she desired to push certain thoughts to the back of her mind.


    However, the following day, as Mia scrolled through the news, a headline caught her attention: “Affluent


    heiress Maya and her beau spotted dining and ring shopping.”


    A wave of destion washed over Mia.


    Even without a clear view of their faces, Mia could discern from the silhouette that it was Timothy with


    Maya.


    Remarkably, merely a day after Mia and Timothy filed for divorce, he was already with Maya at a


    jewelry store


    in the evening, choosing a ring.


    The speed of their actions caught Mia off guard.


    Choosing to divert her thoughts, Mia turned off her phone and immersed herself in learning about


    pregnancy.


    With no afternoon sses, she headed to her studio to work, given her current financial constraints.


    After all, Timothy wasn’t exactly bringing in a significant ie.


    Several days passed without Timothy returning to their marital home, but Mia didn’t dwell on it.


    She continued with her daily routine, maintaining her regr eating habits, while also dedicating herself


    to


    studying infant and toddler care.


    With Laura’s condition now stable, she had been moved from the intensive care unit to a standard


    ward.


    Holding a pot of homemade soup, Mia decided to go to the hospital to pay Laura a visit.


    When she entered the ward, she noticed Maya and Sharon already present, and standing alongside


    them was


    none other than Timothy.


    Mia paused briefly before saying, “I’lle backter.”


    She felt it would be inappropriate to disturb what seemed like a family moment.


    However, Laura greeted her with a warm smile and said, “Come over here, don’t be silly.”


    Reluctantly, Mia approached Laura. Maya, wearing a forced smile, rose from her seat, motioning


    toward a chair. “Ms. Bowen, please have a seat here,” she urged.


    However, Mia chose not to sit. Instead, she ced the thermos on the bedside table, saying,


    “Grandma, this is the soup I made for you. Remember to have someter.”


    “Alright, I’ll keep that in mind. How have you beentely? Has the little one inside been causing you


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    As the conversation shifted to Mia’s unborn child, a subtle awkwardness filled the air in the hospital


    room.


    Mia’s expression betrayed a hint of unease as she responded, “The baby has been quite well–


    behaved. Honestly, I find it all rather manageable.”


    Laura chuckled warmly, reminiscing. “It was the same when your mother–inw was carrying Tim. It


    was unusually trouble–free.”


    Standing nearby, Sharon appeared somewhat content, adding. “Absolutely! Back then, I could eat


    anything without a worry…”


    However, when Sharon’s attention shifted to Mia’s belly, a sudden hush fell over her.


    The reality of her son’s growing independence became apparent. He wasn’t aspliant and well–


    mannered as he used to be, certainly not asforting as when he was in her womb.


    Struggling to keep a smile in ce, Mia couldn’t help but wonder if her baby’s serene demeanor was


    truly a reflection of inherited traits.


    At that moment, Timothy interjected, “Grandma needs some rest. We should head out.”


    Mia gently held onto Laura’s hand. “I’ll n another visit soon.”


    “I’m fine, Tim. Make sure to take good care of your wife. She’s expecting, after all,” Laura advised.


    Laura subtly guided Mia’s hand toward Timothy. Mia hesitated for a moment, contemting pulling


    away.


    However, Timothy instinctively took hold of Mia’s hand. His strong grip heightened her difort,


    especially under the watchful gaze of Maya.


    Laura expressed contentment, saying, “Alright, you two take care of each other.”


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    Hearing Laura’s words, Mia avoided meeting her eyes.


    They exited the hospital room, leaving Mia feeling incredibly awkward. She hadn’t intended to hold


    Timothy’s hand.


    Sharon quickly approached them. “Mia, let go of his hand! There’s no need for this act now.”


    Their hands were promptly separated, and Mia stepped aside.


    Out of the blue, Maya approached, linking her arm with Mia’s. “Ms. Bowen, would you mind having a


    chat with


    me?”