Mia couldn’t shake Luna’sment from earlier. Timothy’s interest in Mia was clear, yet he remained


    frustratingly out of reach. However, the presence of another woman upying his heart would exin


    his reluctance.


    Timothy’s Adain’s apple bobbed as he stared at Mia. “You can take it that way.


    Even after four years had passed, he still couldn’t forget about Mia Bowen. Though she had


    disappeared without a trace, he held firm to the belief that she was still alive.


    That answer didn’t surprise Mia at all. A smile smeared across her lips. “No wonder you keep rejecting


    me. You even give up the reishi mushrooms for her. I’m curious. What is she like? What is so good


    about her that you can’t forget about her?”


    His eyes narrowed slightly, but he wasn’t flustered by her questions at all. “I’ve answered your


    question. Now, it’s your turn to answer mine.”


    Timothy was too smart to be yed around.


    Mia nodded. “Okay. Since when do I know Caleb? I think it’s four years ago when I got pregnant.”


    “Four years ago?” His gaze instantly turned shrewd as though trying to see through her.


    Mia found that strange. “Why are you looking at me like that, Mr. Barrett? Is it unbelievable? Ginger is


    almost four years old.”


    Timothy looked at her deeply, trying to catch a crack from her expression.


    After all, his questions were straightforward enough. Yet, she appeared so calm and


    unbothered.


    Could someone change this much within four years?


    Or did he get the wrong person?


    His eyes narrowed. “It’s quite unbelievable. So, you’re interested in the woman who resides in my


    heart?”


    Mia raised her head. “Yes.”


    “She’s my ex–wife.”


    Mia’s hands paused the moment she heard the answer. Her guesses included a girlfriend or a


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    first love, but ex–wife? She didn’t see thating.


    Her hand stirred the coffee with a teaspoon. “You’ve been looking for your ex–wife all these years?


    Have you found her?”


    “Not yet, but I can’t say it for sure now.


    His scorching gaze was trying to see through her soul.


    Mia frowned. The strange feeling churned in her again.


    Previously, the way he looked at her was weird. It was as if he was trying to find a familiar shadow in


    her.


    Something crossed her mind, and she blurted, “Don’t tell me I look like her.”


    His hands paused, and he stared at her. “That’s right.”


    Mia almost let out a humorless bark of augh at that. How much worse could this get?


    She sipped her coffee to calm herself down. “Mr. Barrett, your expression when I mentioned knowing


    Caleb four years ago was strange. Is it because you think I might be your ex–wife?”