Upon spotting Timothy’s car, Mia promptly responded to Jeremy over the phone, “Absolutely. I’m currently outside the study hall. Would you mind meeting me here?”
“Sure thing, I’ll be right there.”
After ending the call, Mia remained standing alone outside the study <b>hall</b>. Though she noticed Timothy’s car, she refrained from approaching it, pretending not to have seen it.
Before long. Timothy emerged from the <b>car</b>, his eyes fixed on her. Feeling his gaze, Mia diverted her
attention to the sky above.
“The rainst night was intense, but today’s sky is remarkably
clear and blue,” she mused silently.
“What are you staring at? Is there a UFO up there?” Timothy’s resonant voice disrupted her thoughts.
Standing on the steps, he watched her, reminiscent of their encounter the previous night.This content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
Unable to ignore him, Mia turned to face Timothy. “There’s a flying cow up there. Didn’t you see it?” she remarked sarcastically.
Timothy was taken aback by her retort. His eyes were tinged with red as he had barely slept throughout
the night.
His mind was consumed by Mia’s words. She imed it had consistently been her unreciprocated love, asserting that he had never held any feelings for her.
Timothy had meant to clear things up the previous night, but ude had cut him off.
Timothy’s expression turned somewhat awkward as he admitted, “Actually, what you saidst night
wasn’t entirely true.”
Mia looked at him in surprise, wondering what she had said the night before.
“Mia!” Just then, Jeremy’s voice interrupted. He briskly walked over, noticing Mia standing face–to–face
with another man.
Jeremy’s eyes momentarily darkened; nheless, he quickly shed a charming smile as he approached. “Mia, I’ve brought you a little treat. It’s the perfect time for a snack.”
Mia nced at the snack box in Jeremy’s hands. “These are from that famous snack ce near the university, right? There’s usually quite a queue. I’ve encountered the crowd so frequently that I’ve given
up trying to buy anything.”
“Well it just so happens that I have a junior colleague who works there part–time, and he brought me a portion. What a coincidence to have such connections, am I right?” Jeremy replied with a polite
expression.
As Jeremy finished speaking, he felt a cold gaze fall upon him. Confidently, he turned to look at the man standing on the steps, expecting him to back off.
However, as Jeremy realized the man’s identity, his expression abruptly changed–it was Timothy.
Jeremy almost lost his bnce, stuttering as he spoke, “M–Mr. Barrett?”
Timothy’s narrow gaze intensified as he nced at the snacks Jeremy had purchased. His thin lips formed a cold line as he remarked, “You seem to be getting rather close to my wife, don’t you think?”
Sensing Timothy’s hostility. Jeremy quickly rified, “Oh, no, you’ve misunderstood. Mia and I are simply
ssmates.”
“The tone in which you say her name sounds rather affectionate.”
“No, no, Mia is just naturally friendly. We all casually address her by her name. There’s no deeper significance to it!” Jeremy swiftly rified, his survival instincts prompting his response.
Though he desired to grow closer to Mia, he certainly didn’t want to provoke her ex–husband, Timothy.
Observing the unfolding situation, the corner of Mia’s lips twitched. What exactly was Timothy trying to
insinuate?
Unable to endure Timothy’s expression, she swiftly turned to Jeremy and suggested. “Weren’t you nning to treat me to lunch? Let’s go. I’m hungry anyway.”
Sensing the tension, Jeremy nervously nced at Timothy. “Mr. Barrett, do you have any ns for the
evening?”
Mia promptly interjected, remarking, “Considering he’s the CEO of the Barrett Group, he’s always upied with numerous responsibilities. It’s unlikely he has any spare time.”
With that said, she was about to usher Jeremy away.
However, Timothy calmly descended the steps, ncing at Heath beside him. “Do I have any ns for the evening?”