MEET MY BROTHERS BY RED THIRTEEN - Season 5 Episode 61

Mia remembered asking Timothy numerous times before, yet he remained adamant about not keeping

her twins.

This fueled Mia’s urgency to leave Bern City and distance herself from him.

Timothy furrowed his brow, appearing somewhat puzzled by Mia’s remark. Was she hinting at the idea of

having children with him someday?

Timothy reassured her solemnly, “I won’t have any biological children. You can trust me on that.”

After all, the two children Mia carried were enough for him.

Mia’s breath caught momentarily. She pressed her lips together, preparing to ask more questions.

However, before she could speak, Martha caught up and interrupted, “Mr. Barrett, Mrs. Barrett, you’re still

here?”

Mia quickly released Timothy’s arm and glanced up at him, unable to ignore his remarkably handsome

appearance.

She locked eyes with his deep, unreadable gaze. Then, Timothy softly tapped her forehead and said,‘

Let’s go.”

The faint sensation of Timothy’s fingertips lingered on Mia’s forehead as she quickly looked away, choosing to remain silent.

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With Martha nearby, she couldn’t afford to disclose anything.

Despite Timothy’s outwardly gentle manner, Mia was aware that it was only a façade he presented in front of Martha.

Entering the elevator after Mia and Timothy, Martha remarked, “Oh, perfect timing!

“Mrs. Barrett Senior was concerned that you young folks might struggle with the selection, so she asked me to come along and help. Mr. Barrett, Mrs. Barrett, rest assured, I won’t be a bother.”

Inside the elevator, Mia observed the reflections of Timothy and Martha on the elevator door in front of her.

Amidst the quietude of the elevator, her mind was preoccupied with Timothy’s recent words, leaving her emotions in disarray.

Timothy stood in silence, briefly catching sight of Mia in his peripheral vision, yet unable to perceive her expression.

Despite his outward composure, Timothy was far from calm.

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After voicing those words earlier, he found himself questioning his sanity. Could he truly endure the idea of Mia giving birth to another man’s child?

Despite having expressed his thoughts earlier, Timothy couldn’t shake his concern about Mia’s potential

response.

Once characterized by his decisiveness and firmness, Timothy was taken aback to find himself grappling with hesitancy and indecision, unexpectedly overwhelmed by his emotions.

After a silent car ride, they eventually arrived at a luxurious mall that specialized in selling high–end maternity and baby products.

As Mia stepped out of the car, she took in the sight before her. Although she had desired to visit before, the fear of its grandeur and the possibility of encountering familiar faces had always deterred her.

Yet, by some unexpected turn of events, she now found herself here, confidently strolling without

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reservation.

Upon entering the mall, Timothy and Mia were promptly greeted by the store manager, who extended a warm welcome. “Mr. and Mrs. Barrett, welcome! It’s my pleasure to assist you today.

“Please feel free to let me know if there’s anything you need. If you’d like a quieter setting, I can arrange a VIP room for you, where we can have all the items you need brought over for your selection!”

Mia turned to Timothy and said, “You go ahead to the VIP lounge. I’d like to wander around on my own

for a bit.”

After finally making the journey, Mia was eager to take the opportunity to explore and figure out what she

might need.

Besides, looking at photos in the VIP room wouldn’t give her the same clarity as seeing the actual

products.

She decided to take a walk nearby with Martha. After all, she was aware of Timothy’s aversion to wasting

time on such matters.

However, after only a few steps, Timothy swiftly caught up.

Taken aback, Mia couldn’t resist stealing a glance at him, admiring his noble and handsome features.

“Martha, please take a break,” Timothy instructed.

“Okay then, I wouldn’t have much time to explore anyway. It’s better to have Mr. Barrett accompany you,” Martha said before departing.

Mia paused, her voice softening as she inquired, “Timothy, did you perhaps take the wrong pill today?”

Timothy’s imposing presence seemed to loom over her as he stood tall, casting a shadow.

He lowered his eyes, gazing at Mia with an inscrutable expression. “What’s wrong with a husband

accompanying his pregnant wife to shop for maternity and baby supplies?”