After some time, Rodger inquired, “Sir, where are we headed?”
Wearing a somewhat sullen expression, Timothy replied, “Don’t ask me, ask her.”
Rodger cast a nce at the dozing Mia in the rearview mirror and replied in a hushed tone, “Sir. Mrs.
Barrett is already asleep.”
Timothy turned to observe Mia beside him.
True enough, her eyes were closed, and she was in a deep slumber. He sighed and whispered,”
Let’s head home.”
Rodger steered the car in a different direction. After more than half an hour, the vehicle arrived at
the entrance of the marital vi.
Exiting the car, Timothy bent down to lift the sleeping Mia from her seat.
In reality. Mia wasn’t in a deep slumber. Upon hearing the movements, she was on the verge of waking
up. However, realizing that Timothy was carrying her in his arms, she shut her eyes again.
Mia’s heart raced as she listened to Timothy’s footsteps, yet she had no idea where he might be taking
her.
Was he perhaps bringing her to a hotel?
At that moment, Mia heard Holly’s voice. “Sir, it seems that Mrs. Barrett is drunk. Would you like
me to prepare some chicken soup?”
*sure.”
With that subdued response, Timothy headed directly upstairs.
Mia realized that she had been brought back to the marital vi. Should she wake up or continue
feigning sleep?
As Mia wrestled with her thoughts, she felt herself being gently ced on the bed.
Gazing down at Mia, Timothy removed his coat, having sweated a bit while carrying her.
He then proceeded straight to the bathroom, where the sound of running water soon echoed.
As the water flowed in the bathroom, Mia gradually opened her eyes. She found herself in the familiar
bedroom of their marital home, a space she had personally decorated.
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Her emotions were all over the ce. She hadn’t anticipated returning to their marital vi like this
before finalizing their divorce.
In that instant, Mia’s phone rang.
She quickly picked it up and answered in a hushed tone, “Hello, Aunt Patricia.”
“Mia, why haven’t you returned? Where are you?”
“I’ll be workingte at the studio, so I won’t be home untilter. You go ahead and get some rest.
If anythinges up, I’ll call my brothers to give me a lift. Don’t worry.”
Having heard Mia’s assurance, Patricia didn’t delve further and promptly ended the call.
As Mia put down her phone, she noticed an apology text from Felix. When she tasted the whiskey
earlier, she quickly realized that Janice had poured the wrong drink.
Mia couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. Unsure of what to say, she decided not to respond.
Staring at the ceiling, Mia was caught in a dilemma once again. Should she wake up or continue
pretending to be asleep?
Just then, Holly knocked on the door and entered, asking. “Mrs. Barrett, are you awake? Having a
bowl of warm chicken soup might make you feel better.”
Now, there was no need for Mia to contemte whether to wake up or not.
She mustered a smile and responded, “Certainly, thank you.”
Leaning against the headboard, Mia savored the chicken soup from the bowl.
Holly seemed to know Mia’s preferences quite well. After drinking the soup, Mia felt much better.
“Mrs. Barrett, I’ve prepared some snacks for you, including pieces of tbread. Considering that
you may not have eaten much after drinking, feel free to help yourself if you feel hungryter.”
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Holly suggested.
Hearing this, Mia couldn’t help but realize that she was indeed feeling hungry.
Despite being at the restaurant, she hadn’t eaten anything. Instead, she had only indulged in a ss of
whiskey and ended up getting drunk.
Mia epted the snacks and began eating. Being pregnant, she couldn’t afford to go hungry.
Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open, and Timothy emerged in a bathrobe.
As Timothy observed Mia on the bed, relishing her meal, a frown crept onto his face. His ongoing