Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen )
Chapter 118

Mia nodded thoughtfully. “You’re right, Connor, Even though you’re a veterinarian, you’re still part of themedical community.”

“Do you happen to know any senior colleagues, friends, or classmates who are renowned cardiacsurgeons?” she asked.

“Well” Connor replied, “arranging the surgery could be straightforward. I’m acquainted with a prominentcardiac surgeon, but he practices in Nord City. Nonetheless, I can assist in arranging a consultation.”

For the sake of his sister’s friend, Connor was more than willing to facilitate the surgery. AlleviatingMia’s concerns made the effort worthwhile.

“Would you? That would be really helpful” Mia said, a hint of relief in her eyes.

And while Timothy’s reluctance to marry Maya remained a concern, Mia couldn’t help but consider thecardiac surgeon Connor suggested as a potential lifeline.

If they couldn’t locate a suitable doctor in Bem City, perhaps Nord City would have the expertise theysought.

That evening, Mia opted to stay home, intending to broach the subject with Timothy the following day.

However, in the dead of night, a ringing phone shattered the silence.

On the other end. Timothy’s voice, tinged with desperation, pierced the quietude. “Grandma’s beenrushed to

the emergency room. Where are you?”

‘I’ll be there soon.”

Without hesitation, Mia hung up, swiftly changed her attire, and made her way to the hospital.

Throughout the journey, Mia’s hands shook uncontrollably. Just the day before, Laura had appearedperfectly

well during Mia’s visit–how had her condition deteriorated so rapidly?

As the taxi approached the hospital entrance, Mia quickly stepped out, as though every secondmattered.

She noticed Timothy outside the emergency room, his silhouette ominously dark, echoing the quietintensity of

the night sky.

Sensing the profound sadness radiating from Timothy, Mia stood alongside him, and together theyendured a heavy silence.

The wait felt unbearably long.

Finally breaking the silence, Mia began, “Timothy, I wanted to tell you-”

“Let’s finalize the divorce tomorrow,” he interjected, his voice as composed and chilling as the night airthat

surrounded them, penetrating deep into her core.

Gazing at the distant, flickering lights emanating from the operating room, Mia nodded. “Very well.”

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After all, their marriage should have ended much earlier.

From the beginning, it was a misstep that needed rectification.

Noticing Mia’s calm expression, Timothy sensed that she had come to terms with the situation.

Driven by curiosity, he questioned, “What were you going to say earlier?”

Mia simply shook her head. “It’s irrelevant now.”

She had considered suggesting a doctor from Nord City, but bringing it up now felt futile.

After all, Maya’s brother was among the best physicians, making him the most fitting choice for thesurgery.

Indeed, Mia wasn’t willing to compromise on Laura’s health.

Timothy pursed his lips, the tension within him deepening as he observed Mia’s composed demeanor.

It felt like an eternity before Laura’s condition finally stabilized.

The attending doctor emerged from the operating room, stating, “Fortunately, we identified the issuequickly. As emphasized earlier, cardiac surgery is urgent. The sooner we proceed, the better.”

Timothy remained silent, his expression unyielding and cold.

Mia mustered a faint smile. “Thank you for your efforts. We’ll schedule the surgery as soon as we can.”

As long as Laura could proceed with the surgery without complications, everything should go smoothly.

Shortly after, Laura was taken to the intensive care unit for monitoring.

Timothy and Mia stood side by side, looking at the unconscious Laura. Her grayish–white hair stoodout

prominently.

Only after ensuring Laura’s safety did Mia release a sigh of relief. A sudden wave of exhaustion sweptover her

as she sunk into a nearby chair.

During the anxious wait earlier, fatigue had eluded her. But now, it hit her with full force.

In the next moment, Timothy extended a steaming breakfast to her.

Looking outside, Mia noticed the break of dawn. Summer mornings often arrived bright and early.

It felt as if moments ago, the world was draped in darkness, and yet, daylight had quickly emerged.

She accepted the meal, muttering, “Thank you.”

“Once you finish your meal, we can begin preparing to head to the courthouse,” Timothy proposed.

Mia lowered her gaze, replying softly, “Alright.”

She finished her breakfast and the sensation of low blood sugar gradually faded away, leaving herfeeling much more energized.

With that, the pair left the hospital.

As they entered the car, Timothy handed her a document. “Please sign it,” he instructed.