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Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 871-Nonetheless, the Lanes’ clear disdain for Timothy was a welcome sight for Dylan.

At that moment, Connor directed a hostile glance toward Dylan and asked, "And who might you be?"

Feeling uneasy, Dylan promptly clarified, “Hello, Mr. Lane. I work at Ms. Lane's company. She and I had plans for dinner tonight.

"But unexpectedly, Ms. Lane ran into the Bowens in the restroom, and Mrs. Bowen ended up injuring her.” Though Dylan felt reluctant to divulge, keeping silent might implicate him further with Timothy.

Besides, it was widely known in Nord City that the Lane brothers were fiercely protective of their younger sister.

Upon hearing this, Connor finally grasped the situation. "The Bowen family sure has some nerve, don't they? Assaulting Mia like that! They're getting way too cocky!"

Despite this, Connor's animosity toward Timothy remained palpable. Seeing all his bodyguards lying defeated at Timothy's feet, Connor was taken aback. "Seems like you're quite skilled, huh?" he grumbled. "Get more reinforcements here, now!"

Connor couldn't believe it. Was Timothy seriously gaining the upper hand in the Lane family's territory in Nord City?

Shortly after, over ten additional bodyguards arrived. Despite Timothy's prowess, he was quickly outnumbered.

As Dylan observed from the sidelines, his expression became increasingly complex. Why was Timothy still refusing to leave?

Did he truly want to risk his life?

"Stop!"

A commanding voice echoed from the elevator, abruptly halting the altercation.

Upon hearing the interruption, Connor glanced up, his expression clouded with displeasure.

Spotting Jason, he immediately frowned and retorted, “Why are you stopping me? Every time this Barrett bastard appears, trouble follows Mia. He's nothing but bad luck!"

As Connor's outburst ceased, the other bodyguards also halted their actions.

Timothy sat alone on the ground, visibly battered with bruises, his shattered sunglasses scattered nearby.

Jason approached without sparing Timothy a glance, addressing Connor instead, “There's a lot of attention on the Lane family right now. Causing a fatal incident in the hospital won't bode well for us.

"If you wish to deal with him, please find a more discreet location." Observing from the sidelines, Dylan was taken aback. Wasn't it a bit too risky to discuss such matters in front of Timothy?

Nonetheless, Timothy remained unfazed by Jason's words, showing no signs of intimidation.

As a seasoned lawyer, Jason was adept at managing such situations, which was why he stepped in when he witnessed Connor's bodyguards brutally assaulting Timothy.

Regardless of the circumstances, they couldn't risk anything happening to Timothy there, not even leaving behind a single piece of incriminating evidence.

Jason subtly acknowledged Dylan's nearby presence with a careful glance, silently conveying the need for discretion.

Dylan quickly reassured him, saying, "Mr. Lane, you have my word. I won't mention a thing about what I saw. I'm firmly on Ms. Lane's side.” Jason responded with a calculated smile, “That's good to know. However, I'll need you to sign a confidentiality agreement.” As a lawyer, Jason understood the importance of having contractual evidence.

Meanwhile, Connor's expression grew darker, revealing his dissatisfaction.

Hadn't Claude's associates already dealt with Timothy during their previous encounter at the airport?

Plus, with rumors circulating about Timothy and his entire entourage hastily departing Nord City, it was especially surprising for Connor to find Timothy still lingering in Bern City.

Contemplating this, Connor found himself questioning Claude's proficiency in managing the situation.

Observing the disheveled Timothy, Connor quipped, "Hey, punk, why are you still hanging around Nord City?"

With a composed demeanor, Timothy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and replied, "I plan to stay until Ginger has fully recovered.”

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 872-Upon hearing Timothy's declaration, Connor and Jason's expressions shifted abruptly. They couldn't help but wonder: Had Timothy somehow learned the truth about the bone marrow donation?

But then Timothy continued, stating, "Ginger is my daughter too. I have every right to remain by her side and ensure her recovery!"

Connor breathed a sigh of relief at Timothy's words. It appeared that Timothy was still unaware of whether the bone marrow was intended for Ginger or Sage.

At that moment, Jason sternly intervened, saying, "Mia risked her life to bring Ginger into this world. And let's not forget, it's been the Lane family's effort to raise her over the years.

“You have no right to be by Ginger's side. If you're even considering attempting to gain custody of her, I strongly suggest you drop that idea right now!"

Given his experience as a lawyer, Jason had encountered many divorce cases before, giving him a good understanding of men's thoughts in such situations.

Throughout this time, Timothy brazenly lingered in Nord City, adamantly refusing to depart from Mia's side. He even insisted that he wouldn't leave until Ginger had fully recovered.

Nonetheless, his true intentions remained hidden. Behind the scenes, he could be scheming to secure custody of Ginger.

Despite this, Ginger and Sage rightfully belonged to the Lane family, and their custody was not up for grabs.

As Timothy steadied himself against the wall, he met the gaze of the Lane family with a steely resolve. “I have no intention of contesting custody of Ginger," he asserted firmly. "You have my word on that.” Yet, beneath his outwardly reassuring words, there was a dual implication. Timothy's desire for custody of Ginger was intertwined with his longing for Mia to return to him.

In his heart, he yearned for the restoration of his family—his wife and his child.

However, Timothy wisely kept those thoughts to himself, knowing that expressing them aloud could lead to dire consequences.

"Hey, Barrett, I'll give you credit for having some insight, but even if you attempt to pursue custody, you won't succeed. Have you forgotten what I do for a living?

“If I allow you to take custody of Ginger, then what was the point of being a lawyer all these years?"

To preempt any potential custody battles from Timothy in the future, Jason had already made thorough preparations since Ginger and Sage were born.

Therefore, Timothy didn't stand a chance, not even the slightest opportunity.

Observing Timothy's attire, Connor felt puzzled. He turned to Peyton and asked, "Wasn't there a recent scandal involving a bodyguard and Mia? Could it be him?"

Peyton reluctantly nodded in response.

At this stage, there was no point in hiding any longer.

Connor's anger flared instantly as he strode forward, gripping Timothy's collar tightly. "Alright, you think you're clever, huh?" he snapped. Timothy maintained a blank expression as he responded, "I just want to stay and see Ginger recover. Nothing more."

“Listen here, punk! Ginger's recovery is progressing smoothly. She'll be healthy again soon. We don't need you pretending to stick around.” Jason interjected firmly, “Mia was managing fine before you arrived. But as soon as you showed up, she got hurt again.” With a forceful shove, Connor pushed Timothy back. “I'm warning you, get out of Nord City immediately. Never come back, or I assure you, your life will be in jeopardy next time!"

Knocked off balance by the shove, Timothy struggled to steady himself against the wall. He responded earnestly, "As I've said before, once Ginger has fully recovered, I'll leave Nord City."

"Seriously, do you want to end up dead? Don't assume I won't take action. Keep in mind, this is Nord City, and I have plenty of ways to make you disappear without a trace."

In a burst of anger, Connor abruptly grabbed a surgical knife and swung it toward Timothy…

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 873-Connor's surgical knife was exceptionally sharp, its edge gleaming ominously.

Nevertheless, Timothy remained motionless, almost as if he had resigned himself to whatever fate awaited him.

In that tense moment, even Jason found himself holding his breath. With a swift motion, the knife sliced through Timothy's sleeve, drawing blood as it left a jagged tear in its wake.

Observing Timothy's lack of reaction, Connor gritted his teeth and remarked, "You're truly tempting fate, aren't you?"

What a madman!

Unfazed, Timothy glanced at the blood-stained knife, his expression devoid of emotion as he replied, "Even if you were to kill me now, my answer would remain unchanged. I won't leave."

Enraged, Connor prepared to strike again, but Jason intervened. "Connor, why don't you go check on Mia's condition? I'll handle this." Even if they wanted to destroy Timothy, now wasn't the right moment to do so.

Upon hearing Mia's name, Connor reluctantly put away the surgical knife. With one final glare at Timothy, he warned, "Consider yourself lucky today. But don't think you'll escape next time."

After Connor left, Jason fixed a cold stare on the disheveled Timothy standing before him. "Speak up. What are your true intentions?"

“I've already told you."

"We're all sensible people here, so I trust you'll be equally astute in this matter. Mia is now the heiress of the Lane family, and Ginger is invaluable to us. You should understand that Mia is no longer the vulnerable orphan who could be intimidated by your family.” Jason's voice dripped with mockery as he reminded Timothy of his family's mistreatment of Mia in the past.

Lowering his eyes, Timothy admitted, "I understand. I just want to make things right now."

"How virtuous of you, Barrett," Jason retorted sarcastically. "But what can you possibly offer to make amends? Mia has everything she desires now. What makes you think you have anything worthwhile to contribute?

"Where were you when she suffered at the hands of your family, or when she almost died giving birth? Could you endure the suffering she went through? Obviously not.” It was clear that Timothy couldn't possibly make it up to Mia.

A flicker of guilt crossed Timothy's face. "I was unaware of all this back then. If you hadn't staged her death and taken her away, I wouldn't have been absent for so long.” "Enough with the excuses. Why didn't you take action sooner? Weren't you the one who suggested divorce back then? Your interest only sparked when we finally located her. But let me make it clear—it's too late!"

Clutching his injured shoulder, Timothy spoke up, “I understand if you don't believe me now. But all I want is for Mia and Ginger to be safe.” "You've certainly got some nerve," Jason remarked sarcastically. Turning to Peyton, Jason ordered, "Get him out of here. Keep him away from Mia at all costs!"

With that, Jason turned and made his way to the ward.

Several bodyguards quickly surrounded Timothy, ready to escort him away.

Peyton approached Timothy with a sense of unease and said, "Mr. Barrett, please don't make this harder for everyone. Your presence here might hinder Ms. Mia's recovery."

"Fine, I'll leave. But I'll wait outside the hospital. Make sure to keep me updated on her progress.” "Alright."

After Peyton agreed, Timothy promptly left the hospital. He understood that lingering there wouldn't bring him any closer to Mia.

But he wasn't ready to give up.

Watching from the sidelines, Dylan's expression grew complex. He never imagined that this bodyguard would turn out to be Mia's ex- husband.

He was aware that the Lane family heiress had been missing for many years before being found four years ago.

However, rumors circulated that she had gotten married and even had children, only to later divorce her reprehensible ex-husband.

Some even alleged that her ex-husband was a lowlife who mistreated Mia, and it was only thanks to her family's intervention that she was able to escape him.

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 874-Turning to Peyton, Dylan inquired, "Is he Mia's ex-husband?"

Peyton maintained his composure as he replied, "I'm sorry, but I can't disclose that information. I hope you understand the importance of maintaining discretion outside of these walls. Here's the confidentiality agreement for you to sign.” Dylan eventually signed the agreement, although he was already convinced—that bodyguard was undoubtedly Mia's ex-husband!

It appeared that Timothy had become aware of Mia's newfound status as the heiress of the Lane family, which could explain his audacious attempt to make amends.

Nevertheless, Dylan was determined to keep this scoundrel away from Mia!

Meanwhile, in the private deluxe ward, Mia felt as though she had just stepped out from an alternate universe she dreamed up.

In the dream, she relived her experiences in the Barrett residence, including her marriage to Timothy and the mistreatment she endured there.

Like a flickering strobe light, fragments of memories raced through Mia's mind, swiftly passing by.

In the past, Mia had caught glimpses of these fragments in her dreams. However, they had always remained disjointed, lacking any cohesive narrative, and she hadn't felt personally affected.

This time, however, was different. She was overcome with deep distress.

Finally awakening from her slumber, Mia opened her eyes and found herself staring at the ceiling of the hospital room.

As she sat up to wipe her eyes, she noticed that tears had dampened a small patch of her pillow.

At that moment, a flood of memories from her time in the Barrett family rushed back to Mia.

Her emotions became profoundly complex at that instant. Over the past four years, she had forgotten everything about her time in the Barrett residence.

Her family had only alluded to her unhappiness there, yet she remained unaware of the details of her time there.

Now, however, everything came rushing back to her.

Mia swiftly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her demeanor turning somber.

Thankfully, Mia emerged unscathed from the accident four years ago, and her children were also unharmed.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have hesitated to hold the Barrett family accountable.

As Mia contemplated Timothy's role as her bodyguard, a cold expression briefly crossed her face. Indeed, men could be pathetic.

In the past, when Mia had feelings for Timothy, he showed no interest in her, going as far as seeking a divorce and kicking her out.

However, everything changed after her reunion with her family.

"Mia, you're awake. Do you feel any discomfort anywhere?" Connor asked as he entered the ward, noticing that Mia had woken up. Without delay, he hurried over to assess her condition. "Mia, are you experiencing any discomfort at the moment, like dizziness, nausea, or blurry vision?"

"Just a slight headache,” Mia responded as she gently touched her forehead, noticing a bump. It was undoubtedly from Connie's assault. For all those years, Mia hadn't dared to retaliate.

"Mia, please don't touch it. Your injury hasn't fully healed yet. It will take a few days for the swelling to go down. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Mia pulled back her hand. "No, nothing else."

"Mia, you've sustained a minor concussion and need to be monitored in the hospital for a day. Going forward, please exercise more caution and ensure you always have a bodyguard with you. It's crucial not to rely on unreliable individuals for your safety.” Mia sensed Connor was alluding to Timothy as the unreliable person. With a hint of resignation, Mia responded, "I understand. Connor, could you also keep this incident from Dominic for the time being?"

"Are you referring to your injury or the decision to have Timothy as your bodyguard?"

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 875-Upon hearing Connor's words, Mia couldn't help but feel guilty. She nervously fidgeted and said, "Connor, it's a long story."

"Perfect, I have plenty of time to listen,” Connor quipped.

He was also curious as to why Mia chose to keep Timothy as her bodyguard. Did she still harbor feelings for him?

Taking a moment to gather her thoughts, Mia explained, “Initially, I intended to dismiss Timothy when I went to the hospital. But I ended up keeping him around as a bodyguard just to see him embarrass himself. I never expected him to be so persistent and stay by my side.” Mia had only wanted to play a prank on Timothy, which was why she kept him around as her bodyguard.

"Mia, Timothy is a cunning man. Don't let his words deceive you. It might be safer to keep your distance from him. What do you say about that?" Connor suggested.

“I understand, Connor. By the way, where's Timothy now? Is he alive?" Connor's response was sharp and direct. "Why are you so worried about someone insignificant? Whether he's dead or alive, it's none of your concern."

Mia let out a sigh and replied, "Connor, it's not like I care deeply about him. But he is the biological father of my twins. We can't just wish for his death, can we?"

“If Timothy wasn't the father of your children, he'd be long gone by now."

Mia felt a sense of relief upon hearing Connor's words. It seemed that Timothy was still alive.

"Mia, listen to me carefully. Please don't let Timothy near you anymore. He brings nothing but trouble. Every time he's around, something bad happens to you. Try to avoid him as much as possible, do you understand?" Connor reminded her again.

Mia raised her hand and swore earnestly, "Okay, Connor, I promise. I'll make sure to keep my distance from him in the future.” Connor's demeanor softened as he saw her adorable gesture of commitment. "Mia, are you feeling hungry? I can go grab some dinner for you."

“I'm really craving those street tacos. Thanks, Connor!"

Shortly after Connor left, Peyton entered the room, pushing the door open gently. "Ms. Mia, is there anything you need?"

Lowering her voice, Mia inquired, "How's Timothy doing?"

Peyton hesitated briefly before responding, "Honestly, the situation isn't great."

Upon hearing this, Mia tensed. "My brothers didn't leave him crippled, did they? Or did they turn him into some sort of freak?"

“It's not that severe. Referring to him as a freak is a bit harsh, but he did come close to being crippled.” Peyton proceeded to recount the events outside the operating room. As Mia listened to Peyton's account of Connor nearly stabbing Timothy with a surgical knife, her emotions became entangled. She spoke slowly, "He didn't even try to dodge?"

Was Timothy truly unafraid of death?

After all, given Mia's brothers’ genuine animosity toward him, they would undoubtedly act upon it without hesitation.

“Yes, Mr. Barrett's skills are quite impressive. However, at that moment, he didn't budge an inch, showing no signs of backing down. He was adamant about seeing you, Ms. Mia. Isn't that commendable?"

Mia's eyes betrayed a hint of sarcasm upon hearing this. "Do you seriously find his actions admirable?"

Peyton paused for a moment before replying, “I mean, considering Mr. Barrett's status and position, it's indeed remarkable for him to go to such lengths.” Besides, wealthy and powerful men like Timothy typically had no shortage of romantic options.

Hence, it was highly unusual for someone of his stature to take such perilous risks, especially when their life was at stake.

Just then, Mia voiced her thoughts, "Love that arrives late is like delayed rain; it doesn't offer much. It reminds me of all the experiences I had with the Barrett family.

“Timothy never really cared about me back then; he was distant and neglectful. He even handed me divorce papers and kicked me out. It's hard to shake off that bitterness.”

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 876-Peyton's expression turned grim instantly. "It seems like you're remembering everything that happened back then. Are you experiencing any discomfort now?"

"Yes, I feel uneasy. I want everyone in the Barrett family to face the consequences of what they did to me!"

"Ms. Mia, would you like to consult with a psychologist?"

Shaking her head, Mia replied, “That would not be necessary. To be honest, I don't have any psychological issues. It's just that when my brothers brought me back, they were worried I might still have feelings for Timothy. So, they made up stories about me having mental health problems.” Now that Mia had recalled everything, she realized she had never actually suffered from depression.

She was perfectly healthy now.

Peyton hesitated momentarily before speaking, "Ms. Mia, Mr. Barrett is still waiting outside the hospital. Your brothers had the bodyguards escort him out, but he refused to leave. He insists on waiting until he hears news about you."

"So he's still lingering outside the hospital?"

"Yes, he is. How do you want to handle this?"

“It's simple. Just let him come in and see me."

Peyton hesitated again. "Ms. Mia, what if your brothers find out about this?"

"Don't worry, Connor has gone to fetch some food from the street stalls. He won't be back for a while. I'll resolve this quickly and ensure Timothy leaves before Connor returns.” Mia's expression turned serious. After four years, certain matters needed closure.

Without hesitation, Peyton left the room and found Timothy seated on a bench on the ground floor.

He appeared battered and disheveled, resembling a street thug. Naturally, no one dared to approach him.

Upon spotting Peyton, Timothy's demeanor tensed as he asked, "Is she awake?"

"Yes, Ms. Mia is awake. She wants to see you."

"Where is she? Take me to her immediately.” Observing Timothy's eagerness, Peyton hesitated momentarily before speaking, "Just so you know, Ms. Mia has fully regained her memory and remembers everything about her time with the Barrett family. Mr. Barrett, I suggest you don't get too ahead of yourself just yet."

Timothy paused, processing Peyton's words. "She remembered everything?"

"Yes."

At that moment, Timothy's steps faltered, and he entered the elevator in silence.

As Timothy reflected on Mia's past with the Barrett family, his demeanor shifted. Straightening his posture, he asserted, "Regardless of whether she remembers or not, my decision remains unchanged.” Shortly after, Timothy entered the hospital room, pushing the door open with a determined stride.

Leaning against the headboard, Mia observed Timothy's entrance. Despite four years having passed, his appearance remained unchanged, except for the deeper lines around his eyes, lending him a more mature air.

His presence still held a magnetic charm, reminiscent of days long gone.

Mia took a deep breath and calmly greeted him, "It's been a while." Noticing the bandage on Mia's forehead, Timothy's concern resurfaced. "Does it still hurt?" he inquired softly.

“It's bearable," she replied, her tone tinged with sarcasm, “but nothing compared to the anguish of remembering everything I went through with the Barrett family four years ago.” “I'm sorry for how I handled things in the past. But moving forward…" "Enough, Timothy. What's the point of saying those words now? I didn't ask you to come here to hear your apologies.” Timothy paused, noticing the change in Mia's demeanor. She appeared distant, detached in a way he hadn't seen before.

For some reason, her indifference unsettled him, stirring a discomfort he couldn't quite explain.

Even before Mia's memories resurfaced and while she regarded him as a stranger, Timothy had never felt such profound anxiety as he did in this moment.

After a brief silence, his voice trembled as he inquired, "So, what is it that you want to say?"

He had a sinking feeling that Mia's response wouldn't be what he hoped for.

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 877-Mia spoke carefully, "First and foremost, I want to thank you for your bone marrow donation to Ginger. However, let's not forget that it's also your responsibility as her father.

"Right now, Ginger and I are comfortably settled in the Lane family, so there's no need for you to linger in Nord City. You can just go back.” Upon hearing this, Timothy's throat tightened slightly. “Mia, could you consider giving me another chance?"

Exhaustion etched his face, his eyes heavy with emotion.

Mia didn't know how to react to Timothy's words. "If you had said this four years ago, I might have been thrilled.” Timothy's heart sank at her words, his voice strained. "But is it too late now?"

“Yes, itis. I used to hang onto your every word because I cared about you. But I don't feel the same way anymore. So, what's the use of you saying all this?"

Timothy felt a sharp pang in his heart, nearly breathless from the ache. He pressed his lips together and said, “I want to make things right for you and Ginger."

"Well, the best way for you to make it up to me and Ginger is to leave Nord City immediately and never return to our lives."

Mia's words were composed yet firm, piercing into Timothy's chest like a dagger, precise and unyielding.

At that moment, Timothy felt as though the air had been sucked out of the room. Mia always had a way of inflicting pain upon him.

Turning to glance out the window, Timothy was startled by the sudden resurgence of Mia's memories.

He had been quietly strategizing how to win her over before her memories returned, thinking it might improve his odds.

Meanwhile, Mia couldn't resist stealing a glance at Timothy's silhouette as she leaned against the headboard. His tall, slender frame remained just as upright and commanding as ever.

Indeed, Timothy had always been the object of desire for many women. However, Mia was never fully accepted into the Barrett family even after marrying Timothy. She endured mockery from them, and was constantly reminded that she wasn't good enough for him.

Her youthful infatuation had left her deeply wounded, nearly costing her life.

As Mia reminisced about the past, her heart ached with pain, but she quickly regained her composure. With her brothers by her side, she felt invincible.

As long as Timothy couldn't separate her from Ginger and Sage, Mia remained unfazed.

Breaking the silence, Mia spoke up, "Connor will be back soon. You should leave.” However, deep down, Timothy was still unwilling to surrender. Addressing Mia, he softly uttered, "Take care."

"Timothy, some things can't be forced. Remember? Those were your words to me before. I hope you understand that.” Pausing by the doorway, Timothy cast a glance back at Mia. “Is Ginger also being treated at this hospital?"

Mia's guard went up at the mention of Ginger. "Ginger isn't here." "This is the Lane family's private hospital, isn't it? How is it possible that Ginger isn't here? Mia, what else aren't you telling me?"

Timothy had just confirmed downstairs that this was indeed the Lane family's private hospital.

How could Ginger be anywhere else?

At this juncture, Timothy couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something wasn't right, though he couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was. Mia regarded him calmly. "Regardless, Ginger is receiving treatment, and thus far, everything is progressing smoothly. Once Ginger's treatment concludes, I will make arrangements for you to see her." "Mia, that's not what you said yesterday."

Mia paused, her mind wandering back to the shopping trip she had gone on with Timothy. "Back then, I hadn't fully regained my memory, so…"

"So, your previous words didn't count?"

Timothy took out the small toy he had bought with his 50-dollar wage from his pocket, his voice calm as he presented it. "Look, I've already purchased Ginger's gift. I must see her."

Mia was momentarily taken aback by the sight of the toy in his palm. “The only reason I agreed earlier was because my brothers hadn't discovered you yet. But now that they know you're here, do you honestly think I can still take you to see Ginger?"

"Mia, you're just finding excuses. Are you worried about me seeing Ginger because you've been deceiving me all along? Was my bone marrow donation even meant for Ginger? Is she really ill?"

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 878-Mia's heart skipped a beat upon hearing Timothy's speculations. Since when did he become so astute?

Underneath the covers, Mia's grip tightened, though she maintained a composed exterior. "Yes, it's true, your bone marrow was intended for my child. I've been honest about that.” However, the truth was that Timothy's bone marrow wasn't meant for Ginger; it was for her son, Sage.

Although Timothy couldn't challenge her children's custody, Mia instinctively avoided revealing Sage's existence to him, wary of potential complications.

Sensing the tension in Mia's response, Timothy spoke calmly, "I'm simply concerned for Ginger's well-being. I hope you can understand my position."

“I'm sorry, but I think it's important for everyone to show mutual understanding."

Suddenly, the hospital room door swung open, and a stunning woman entered.

With a piercing stare, Eva confronted Timothy, "Mr. Barrett, don't you realize that you're not exactly welcomed by the Lane family?

"Yet, here you are, shamelessly trying to cling to Mia. Consideration doesn't seem to be your forte, does it?"

At the sight of Eva, Mia's heart skipped a beat. Eva's arrival meant that Dominic was possibly privy to everything.

If Dominic were to find out that Timothy was here, Timothy could face serious consequences.

However, Mia noticed that Eva had arrived alone, carrying a food container, with no sign of Dominic.

This realization eased Mia's anxiety momentarily, and she nervously inquired, "Eva, what brings you here?"

After all, hadn't Connor mentioned he was going out to fetch dinner for her?

Approaching Mia, Eva explained, "Connor had to rush to the hospital for an emergency surgery, so he asked me to come over.

“If he hadn't called, I wouldn't have known about any of this. How long were you planning to keep me in the dark?"

Were it not for Connor's call, Eva wouldn't have been aware that Mia was hospitalized due to a concussion caused by Connie, let alone the fact that Timothy was serving as Mia's private bodyguard.

What on earth was going on?

Mia playfully stuck out her tongue and replied, "Eva, I didn't mean to hide all of this from you. It didn't seem like a big deal, and I thought I could handle it myself."

“If you thought you could manage it, why did you end up in the hospital with a concussion?" Eva replied, gesturing toward Mia's forehead.

Mia could only offer a sheepish smile, attempting to deflect the conversation with a hint of cuteness.

Glancing at Timothy, Eva couldn't ignore the injuries evident on his body, clearly the aftermath of a physical altercation.

There was no need to speculate about who had inflicted those wounds. With a composed demeanor, Eva said, "Mr. Barrett, would you mind stepping outside for a private conversation?"

"Eva, what's the matter? I already instructed him to leave Nord City immediately.” Mia interjected.

As Mia's words trailed off, Timothy, seated across from her, retorted bluntly, "I never agreed to that."

With a roll of her eyes, Mia quipped, "Mr. Barrett, do you think this is Bern City? If Dominic discovers you're here, you'll be in serious trouble! Even if you're Ginger's father, there won't be any special treatment!" "Alright, alright, Dominic isn't a mobster, he wouldn't go to such extremes,” Eva intervened, stepping forward. She then turned to Timothy and said, "Come with me."

Mia could only watch helplessly as Timothy and Eva exited the hospital room. She sat on the edge of the bed, her expression gradually turning solemn.

In truth, Mia had only recently regained her memories, and she hadn't fully processed her feelings for Timothy yet.

She hadn't expected to genuinely like Timothy all those years ago. After all, Mia had never experienced what it was like to have feelings for a man, especially when Timothy hadn't even noticed her back then. He had even initiated their divorce because of that impostor, Maya. Outside the hospital room, Eva observed Timothy closely. It was evident to her that he was exactly the type of person Mia was attracted to.

Deciding to be straightforward, Eva said, "Mr. Barrett, let me cut to the chase."

Timothy responded respectfully, "Please, go ahead.” "Mr. Barrett,” Eva began, "do you love Mia?"

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 879-Upon hearing Eva's words, Timothy froze in place, his eyes momentarily betraying his bewilderment.

Love?

The notion had never crossed his mind before.

“Timothy, your silence speaks volumes. It's clear that Mia doesn't hold a special place in your heart. So why do you keep entangling yourself with her?"

Eva's calm voice effortlessly cornered Timothy, leaving him with no escape.

Timothy remained rooted on his spot, realizing he was trapped with no way out.

In that instant, he felt even more vulnerable than when he was surrounded and attacked by those bodyguards earlier.

Though his throat moved, Timothy couldn't manage to utter a single word in response.

With a faint smile playing on her lips, Eva observed, "Since you don't love Mia, there's no need to keep up this facade. Gaining custody of Ginger is an unattainable goal for you, and if your heart isn't in it, why bother? After all, wasn't it you who filed for divorce?"

Tiny droplets of sweat began to form on Timothy's forehead as he faced Eva's probing questions, unsure of how to respond.

He knew that any attempts to defend himself now would be futile.

"Mr. Barrett, it's time for you to leave. There's no place for you here," Eva declared.

As she turned away, Timothy's voice broke the silence. "She's always been in my heart.” "Mr. Barrett, merely having her in your heart isn't enough. Do you truly love her, or is it just your guilt speaking?"

Eva's interrogation left Timothy with nowhere to turn to, forcing him to confront his true feelings.

Timothy's voice lowered, laden with uncertainty. “I'm not even sure what love truly means. Mia, she's… she's different to me. If this is what love feels like…"

"Mr. Barrett, love doesn't entertain “ifs'," Eva interjected firmly, her gaze unwavering. "If you don't truly love Mia, then you have no right to involve yourself in her life. As her family, please understand our wish to safeguard her heart. It's about mutual respect, isn't it?"

At that moment, Timothy felt like a defeated soldier, standing forlornly in place.

Eva's words had indeed struck a chord within him.

Timothy's gaze remained fixed on the hospital room door. Nonetheless, he couldn't muster the courage to push it open and step inside. Meanwhile, Eva entered the hospital room and immediately sensed the heavy burden of guilt written across Mia's expression.

"Did you overhear our conversation just now?" Eva spoke up.

Mia responded awkwardly, "What conversation? I couldn't hear anything from here."

"Stop pretending. Your shoe fell off by the door!" Eva replied, nudging Mia's shoe away.

As Mia's gaze fell upon the discarded shoe, she knew she had been caught red-handed.

Seated on the hospital bed, Mia inquired, "Eva, why did you ask him that question?"

"What question?"

Mia hesitated before continuing, "You know, the one about whether he loves me or not."

"Why not? Can't I ask him that?"

“It's just… it's embarrassing. We've been divorced for so many years, and now you're asking him if he loves me. It makes it seem like I still have feelings for him or something.” Mia had anticipated Eva scolding Timothy, so she was taken aback when Eva posed the question about his love for her.

This question caught her off guard.

Setting the food container before Mia, Eva met her gaze and inquired, "Why are you getting so worked up?"

"Worked up? Me?" Mia hesitated, her hand clutching the plate. "I just find it awkward that you asked him that question, that's all.” "Mia, you've never been so hung up on a question before. What's gotten into you today?"

Mia confessed, "Eva, I've regained my memories. I remember everything from before.” "What? Is it because of the concussion?"

Mia nodded solemnly. “Yes, but even before the concussion, I've been gradually recalling bits and pieces of my past. I understand why you had the hypnotherapist erase those memories for my well-being, but at this point, I no longer care.”

Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen chapter 880-"Are you truly not bothered by it anymore?" Eva asked.

Mia responded earnestly, “That's right. Now, I'm living comfortably as the heiress of the Lane family, with everything I desire at my fingertips. How could I possibly care about a worthless ex-husband?"

“It's good that you've reached that perspective. You heard Timothy earlier—he's not motivated by love for you.

"Perhaps it's his guilt regarding Ginger that drives him to cling to you, seeking to make amends. These are just empty words from a man. Hear them out, but don't let them weigh on your heart," Eva advised. Gripping her fork, Mia's gaze drifted downward as she softly replied, "I understand.” For four years, Mia had been aware that Timothy didn't love her.

Now, she certainly wouldn't assume that Timothy stuck around out of affection for her.

"Mia, men like Timothy aren't quick to fall in love. Those entrenched in the ruthless world of business often have their hearts hardened by their ambitions. Sincerity is a commodity they've long since traded away," Eva reminded her.

Mia suddenly looked up, her expression sincere as she inquired, "And what about Dominic?"

If her memory served her right, Dominic was also a businessman. Following Mia's question, Eva paused briefly before elaborating, "Dominic is a different case altogether. While men like him may lack sincerity, once they do fall for someone, it's a commitment for life. "Winning their genuine affection is no small feat. They may be drawn or intrigued by a woman, but that alone isn't sufficient to earn their true love," Eva explained patiently.

Mia was curious. "So, what would be enough, then?"

"You'd need to push them to the brink, shatter their hearts, and have them willingly sacrifice everything for you. Only then can you be certain that they've truly fallen in love with you."

As Eva's words trailed off, she gazed at Mia with astonishment. "Mia, you're not thinking about Timothy, are you?"

"No, absolutely not. I was just asking,” Mia replied firmly. "After all, Timothy and I parted ways four years ago."

As Mia savored her meal, Eva's words echoed in her mind.

The notion lingered in Mia's thoughts—when a man like Timothy was in love with a woman, he'd be prepared to go to any lengths for her.

Still, Mia found it difficult to picture Timothy losing his rationality for a woman.

After finishing her meal, Mia turned to Eva and said, "I can manage on my own here in the hospital. Eva, you should head back before Dominic finds out."

Mia was adamant about keeping her predicament hidden from Dominic! “But I'm concerned about you being alone at the hospital,” Eva objected.

"I'll text my brothers and ask them to come keep me company,” Mia reassured her.

Ultimately, Eva couldn't refuse Mia's request and reluctantly left the hospital.

As for Timothy, Eva decided it was best to leave him out of the conversation for the time being.

After all, matters of the heart were something Mia needed to address on her own.

After finishing her meal, Mia settled onto the bed, feeling the soreness of the bump on her head.

She had planned to visit Sage the next day, but feeling self-conscious about her injury, she decided against it.

In her mind, Mia could almost envision Sage's disapproving expression, scolding her for her clumsiness.

As Mia lay in bed, sleep continued to elude her. Instead, thoughts of Laura, still unconscious in her hospital bed, consumed her mind, fueling her worry.

The reason Mia and Timothy had crossed paths on Xanier Island was because Timothy was there to auction off reishi mushrooms.

As Mia closed her eyes, her thoughts wandered back to the events of the ill-fated party four years ago on Xanier Island.

Someone had mentioned that Laura wanted to speak with her in private, so Mia made her way to the bedroom to find her.

However, Mia was suddenly ambushed from behind, causing her to lose consciousness.

In the fleeting moments before blacking out, Mia managed to grab hold of the assailant's ankle. It was evident from the high heels that the attacker was a woman.

Additionally, Mia vividly remembered noticing a butterfly tattoo on the assailant's ankle.