Upon learning about Mia''s head injury, Peyton grew deeply worried. He swiftly reached out to the
doctors at the private hospital and hurried there without dy.
The medical team at the private hospital was already on standby. Unbeknownst to Mia, Connor
happened to be among the hospital staff members.
As Timothy carried Mia out of the car, Connor was taken aback to see him. "What are you doing here?"
he eximed in surprise.
Mia realized she was in a difficult situation as soon as she heard Connor''s voice. There was no way
she could hide anymore.
Deciding to go along with it, Mia closed her eyes and pretended to faint. Stepping forward, Timothy
gently lowered Mia into a wheelchair. "Now isn''t the time for questions,” he stated firmly.
"She sustained a head injury from being hit with a bag, and she''s experiencing nausea and dizziness. It
seems to be a mild concussion.” Observing Mia''s pallidplexion, Connor didn''t bother questioning
Timothy''s presence. Instead, he swiftly wheeled Mia into the operating room for assessment.
Meanwhile, Timothy stood guard outside the operating room, his eyes zing with a cold fury at the
mere thought of Mia''s injury.
It appeared that the Bowen family was truly despicable.
Before long, Dn arrived. He approached Peyton and asked, "What''s the situation?"
ncing toward the operating room, Peyton responded, "They''re still conducting tests. Let''s hope for
the best for Ms. Lane."
As Dn''s eyes moved from the operating room to Timothy standing outside, his expression became
more nuanced, a mixture of curiosity and suspicion brewing in his thoughts.
He couldn''t help but ponder the nature of the rtionship between Timothy and Mia. What exactly was
their connection?
Half an hourter, Connor emerged from the operating room d in a white coat.
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Timothy hurried over to him, his concern evident. "How is Mia?" he asked urgently.
Connor shot Timothy a cold re. “What are you doing here with Mia?" he questioned disdainfully. “I
knew trouble would follow once you showed up.”
Suppressing his impatience, Timothy asked, "How''s Mia? What''s her condition exactly?"
"So, now you''re worried about Mia, huh?" Connor shot back. “If you weren''t hanging around her, would
she be hurt?
"And speaking of which, you never answered my question. Weren''t you supposed to have gone back to
Bern City? Why are you still here, lurking around Mia and causing trouble?"
Timothy remained silent in the face of Connor''s usations, only repeating, "I just want to know how
Mia is doing."
“Listen here, Barrett, you''ve got no business knowing anything about her condition!" Connor was utterly
furious; encountering Timothy never seemed to lead to anything good.
In a burst of fury, Connor turned to Peyton andmanded, "Get someone to remove this man
immediately. Keep him away from Mia! I''ll deal with himter!"
Timothy''s expression turned icy as he retorted, "I won''t leave until she''s recovered.”
"Well, Timothy, it seems you''re not one to heed warnings," Connor remarked, his tone sharp. "Don''t
me me for taking drastic measures then."
Without a moment''s hesitation, Connor summoned his bodyguards. Casting a nce in Timothy''s
direction, hemanded, "Give him a good beating, would you? If he refuses to leave, incapacitate
him!" Indeed, Connor had been itching to take action for some time.
Now that Timothy had fallen into his trap, he certainly wouldn''t hold back.
Determination etched on his face, Timothy stood his ground, engaging in a fierce altercation with
Connor''s bodyguards. Despite being outnumbered, he refused to yield.
Observing this scene unfold from the sidelines, Dn waspletely taken aback.
After all, Connor was Mia''s third brother. Judging by their earlier interaction, it seemed Mia''s
rtionship with Timothy was anything but ordinary.
Pondering this, Dn''s curiosity only intensified.
Was Timothy really just an ordinary bodyguard?