Timothy’s gaze lingered on her legs. If he had been unaware of Mia’s recent drinking, he might have
assumed she was intentionally trying to seduce him.
Ever since he proposed their divorce, Mia had undergone a significant transformation. Each
interaction left him frustrated, yet powerless to address it.
After observing her for a while, Timothy silently exited the bedroom.
He directed Holly outside, “Once she wakes up, prepare some food to help her sober up. Make sure
she learns her lesson.”
“I understand, sir. You can rest assured. I’ll take good care of Mrs. Barrett.”
Hearing the title “Mrs. Barrett,” Timothy fell silent and exited the vi.
Heath stood outside, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Despite his apprehension, he refrained
from entering. All he could do was wait for Timothy to emerge.
When Heath saw Timothy, he was overjoyed. “Sir, the meeting hasmenced as scheduled. I’ve
notified everyone that it has transitioned to a video conference. Theptop in the car is ready for
you.”
“Okay.”
Timothy crouched to enter the car, promptly opening hisptop to join the ongoing meeting.
Had it not been for Mia today, he wouldn’t have experienced such a significant dy.
Upon waking up, Mia yawned and rose from the bed. She had initially intended to take a short nap, but
somehow drifted into a deep, restful slumber.
ncing at her phone, Mia realized that it was already evening.
Fortunately, she had notified Patricia about her extended work hours. If her brothers had
discovered her indulging in whiskey during the daytime, she would undoubtedly have faced some
serious consequences.
“Mrs. Barrett, are you awake?”
Holly entered the room, holding a refreshing ss of lemon water. “Having some water will make you
feel better. What are your dinner preferences? I’d be happy to prepare something for you.”
Taking a sip of the lemon–infused water, Mia instantly felt more alert. “You don’t need to go
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She believed it would be in her best interest to leave as soon as possible.
Considering that she and Timothy were on the verge of finalizing their divorce, remaining here seemed
inappropriate.
As Mia rose to leave, Holly hesitated for a moment before requesting. “Mrs. Barrett, now that you’re
back, could you lend me a hand with something?”
“I’ve been away for quite some time. What could I possibly help you with?”
Holly appeared somewhat distressed as she shared, “I’ve been responsible for organizing Mr. Barrett’s
walk–in closet for a while now, but no matter how I arrange things, I always end up receiving criticism. It
seems like Mr. Barrett is never satisfied.”
Mia sighed, empathizing with Holly’s situation. After all, in the initial stages of their rtionship, she,
too, had to gradually understand Timothy’s preferences.
Entering the walk–in closet, Mia gazed at the familiaryout. This space was where she had dedicated
three years of hard work, and every nook and cranny held a sense of familiarity to her.
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Mia calmly exined, “In the event of bad weather, choose this color for his inneryer and tie.
Conversely, when the weather is pleasant, opt for this color for his suit jacket.
“If his mood is low, go for thisbination, but if he’s in good spirits, stick with the outfit suitable
for good weather.”
“Mrs. Barrett, I can easily determine if the weather is good or bad, but how can I discern Mr.
Barrett’s mood?”
This question momentarily puzzled Mia. She responded candidly. “In that scenario, prepare two
sets of outfits and let him choose.
“Avoid making decisions on his behalf. He’s picky, domineering, and difficult to please. Regardless of
your choice, it seems he won’t be satisfied.”
“Mia, have you been talking about me like this behind my back?” a voice behind them echoed.
Suddenly, the atmosphere turned eerily quiet. Holly’s face disyed a fearful expression as she
stuttered, “Sir?”