Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen )
Chapter 555

Mia's suspicious gaze irritated Timothy.

He turned to face her. "Is that how you see me?"

"Isn't it the truth, though?"

"When have I ever acted in such a way?"

Mia slammed her hand on the leather seat. "Don't play innocent! Wasn't it you who had Mr. Shaw talk to me last time, suggesting that I take an additional course in the Music School to delay my graduation?"

Timothy fell silent instantly, acknowledging that he did have that intention last time. But how could he possibly admit to it now?

Mia stared at him intently. "Why aren't you responding? Say something."

Timothy casually crossed his legs, resting his hand on the seat. "I suggested it to Mr. Shaw because I had noticed your talent for playing the piano before. But after you declined, did I ever pressure you?"

Mia turned her head away in frustration, angered by Timothy's slickness.

The car lapsed into silence again. Timothy stole a glance at Mia, admiring her fair complexion and the dimple that formed as she pursed her lips.

Lost in thought, Timothy continued to observe her profile, choosing to stay silent.

Mia had been looking out the window, but then she caught Timothy's gaze in its reflection. It appeared he had been watching her all this time.

Her gaze faltered momentarily; perhaps he was just gazing out the window as well.

Mia wasn't so self-absorbed to assume Timothy was secretly observing her. If she didn't know any better, she might have misunderstood Timothy's behavior as displaying some level of interest in her.

The two remained in silence.

Suddenly, the car jerked to a halt, sending Mia lurching forward. She panicked, instinctively shielding her belly.

But instead of colliding with anything, she found herself securely held in someone's arms. She could only hear Timothy's muffled grunt in her ear. It seemed like he had injured himself.

Once the vehicle stabilized, Mia, still shaken, inquired, "What happened?"

Seated in front, Heath explained. “There was an accident up ahead. The car next to us suddenly changed lanes, forcing Rodger to brake abruptly. Are you both alright?” 

Mia shook her head. "I'm fine."

As she spoke, she couldn't resist stealing a glance at Timothy in front of her.

His voice was unmistakable just now. If he hadn't shielded her, she might have been in serious danger, especially given the safety of the twins in her belly.

Timothy's arms felt like a fortress, securely protecting her in his embrace. He had absorbed all the impact and danger by himself.

Meeting her gaze, Timothy asked, "Are you sure you're okay? Is your stomach hurting?"

He was aware that Mia was pregnant, so she needed to be especially cautious.

Mia shook her head. "Seriously, I'm fine. Could you, um, please let go of me now?"

Timothy obliged, though Mia couldn't help but notice a stiffness in his arms as he let go. Nevertheless, he composed himself and sat upright in his seat.

His hand rested on the opposite side. Mia couldn't tell if he was hurt or not. She suspected that his arm must have been injured in the collision.

Recalling the sudden braking moments ago, Mia couldn't help but still feel shaken from the experience.

Observing her pale complexion, Timothy remarked, "Your family should consider arranging a dependable driver for you."

After all, outsourced drivers tend to operate unpredictably and recklessly.

Lowering her gaze, Mia admitted, "I do have a driver, but he didn't come today."

Half an hour later, the car came to a halt outside the residential area, the relentless rain obscuring the scenery outside.

Mia stole a glance out the window, contemplating for a moment before saying, "I'm here. Thank you for your help earlier."

As she prepared to exit the car, Timothy swiftly disembarked, accepting the umbrella handed to him by Heath.

He positioned himself outside, ready to shield Mia from the rain.